So he used gentle tones and nothing harshlike dark brown, black, or sable liner. That was saved for nighttime.After lining his eyes, he brushed a litt...e color on his lids and then hischeeks. He loved the soft mink brush against his skin as he pulled thecolor out and faded it to his skin.Frankie loved lipstick and gloss so he saved it for last. And he knew towait until he had brushed out his hair from the hot rollers. Pulling outeach curler, he marveled at how long his hair was getting. When it. Five of them! Most women didn't get to see that many in a lifetime! And she was going to get to suck and fuck them all in the same evening."Atta, girl, go to it!" Saunders encouraged, gazing down at her bright blonde head.Vickie had pulled down his pants and shorts and was now gently fondling his balls in one palm while she shucked his cock up and down in her other hand. Then, she leaned forward and kissed his prick. Her lips felt the pulsing of a purple vein. Her tongue scoured up and down his. “Yes,” I moaned softly. “I’ll...change.” He smiled and pressed his fingers back inside of me adding another one as reward for my obedience. My hips moved slightly, in-sync with his hand. I was holding tightly to his t-shirt for support moaning softly over his shoulder. “Are you going to come?” He asked using one hand to gently smooth over my hair while his other hand continued to roughly fill me between my thighs. “Ye...yes.” I said between gentle erratic breaths. He pulled. This is because you are supercilious hypocrites. Why on earth would you read a story with sick codes that do not appeal to you and evident warnings? I shall ask for you to not post any negative comments but I'm sure you will. The following story is clearly fictitious. Any resemblance to characters living or dead is purely coincidental. The author does NOT condone any of the activities portrayed in this work.-This is inspired by and dedicated to King Mayonaise. Long Live The King.[b]Mommy's.