She glanced over at the preacher when he was not looking. She then sized him up and down. At that moment, she wished he were not a preacher. He was...a very handsome man, one she could really fall for. His deep blue eyes were hidden by heavy black lashes and his oval face was surrounded by long curly hair. When he smiled he had the cutest dimples. She jumped when his eyes met hers and then quickly looked away. Inside she wished they were sitting somewhere, private. She then told herself,. They were a very scary bunch of people that she only knew through reputation and distance sightings. She believed herself very lucky for never having the misfortune of running across any of them personally. “Sparkles, you’re on in three!” came Layla’s voice as she passed the dressing room.“Thanks for the heads up!” she yelled back over her shoulder.She quickly applied the whore red lipstick that had somehow become her signature color, as it popped against her winter skin. Capping the lipstick,. The man kissed his way from her cute little belly, tugging on her belly ring, making his way to her pretty little nipples. Summer arched her back as he kissed his way up. As the man made his way to her nipples, sucking on one and pinching the other. Summer moaned loudly as he bit her left nipple; she was getting so aroused. As the man made his way back to her belly, Summer lifted her hips hoping the luscious lips would make her way to her cock, but the man stopped at her belly, loving her belly. Erin laid her head on my chest after our glasses were empty, as I listened I heard her singing quietly to herself. With a tone so delicate, I strained to hear but it was well worth my efforts. I drifted to sleep in minutes. When she woke me, it was daytime. The sun was meeting us in the sky and soon rose higher as our trajectory dipped. We landed with a few skips. Erin and I waited for a few of the other passengers to go ahead, then went toward the stairs. I called for a taxi and asked the.