The display picture was far hotter than the previous picture. In the pic, she was wearing a long pink t-shirt like top reaching till her cute sexy upp...r thigh. And I complimented her telling that she is looking sexy and hot. And she replied me thank you. And she also asked me to change my display picture. Then I changed my display picture. In the picture, I was with my friends on a beach and we all were shirtless. And then she asked me which one is me. I replied her that she will come to. We chatted for a short while before going our separate ways and continuing our grocery shopping. That night after dinner while my daughter was watching tv in the lounge, my husband and I where having a drink and chatting in the kitchen. We chatted breifly about Amanda and he told me that his facial fetish started off when he was dating her back in his matric days, that she was the first girl who's face he shot his cum onto. We continued chatting for a while when he asked me if I would mind. Anyone who knows me will doubt the veracity of this account when I say I could not really talk at all. I can talk a mile a minute at other times. But in this case, after a pause of several seconds, I simply nodded. It was like my final act of submission. I knew I now belonged to both of them. What had started as a girl fling, was about to become a threesome, with me as the centerpiece.Andi moved off the couch and knelt on the floor beside me, while Ian took her place between my open legs. Ian. "Now shall we set the date for our wedding? Dear?" Janet asked, silkily."Anything - just change us back." "After the ceremony!"All the pleading and begging that followed failed to move Janet, and Jack wondered if, back when he'd had that face, it ever had such a stubborn and mulish look. He also couldn't believe how much he - now she - was weeping! "It's not that I don't trust you, dear - it's that I don't trust you," said Janet, smiling.Janet was smug with the thrill of victory. Now Jack was.