"Ouch, that hurts!" I yelled."Come on, Irene, don't be a pussy," she laughed, and, after she wassatisfied, applied a foundation which felt cold agains... my shaven skin.After rubbing it in she dusted my face with a powder puff."Every famous painting starts with a canvas," she said and went to workon my eyes. Eyeliner came first, heavy and black, ending in a small wingnext to my eyes. Kohl was applied on my eyelids, on the inside and onthe outside. Then she chose for a smokey eye shadow, working. Next thing I kissed her pussy. Well honestly that salty taste was new for me and at first I had strange feeling but then I took her pussy lips in my mouth as I have to return favor. And I suck itAnd then I pushed my tongue in her chut feeling her clit and slowly pushing inside her chut mmm guys she gone crazy with that and I also had that nostalgic feeling with that salty taste and musky smell. I kept her licking and then I started slowly and softly biting on her pussy lips too which she. What a kiss! Her lipstick had a pleasant fruity taste, so I kissed her again. Then we got down to work. After establishing a rhythm she closed her eyes and gave a moan with every thrust. The pressure to ejaculate built, resisting soon won’t be an option. Every measured stroke brought me closer, finally there was a twinge in her body, and then her muscles tightened. That signal was the same with all the girls, she was close to cumming. Finding myself being lifted upwards, Vickie tensed, stopped. I laid my shirt out next to the pants, and turned to face my companion.I was in my shorts and “wife beater” undershirt, and was surprised, to say the least, to find that Emily was nude. She embraced me, and hummed her approval of the warmth I contributed to the clutch. I reached, tucking in the blanket behind her, and settling the sleeping bag more closely about her. She wriggled in approval. I settled my hands on her back, thinking that would be taking less liberties with her nakedness, than,.