I think the ultimate act of submitting yourself to anotherwoman is if you would let them put lipstick on you. After that, Laura puton powder, a reddis... blush and very blue whorish eye shadow. I sat therelike a sissy, letting my manhood be covered up by this attractivedominant woman. As she finished, I looked in the mirror and saw awhorish looking slut looking back at me. I felt like a cheap whore andloved it as my cock stirred in my panties. "One more thing Michelle," and Laura handed me a. Dad’s loves to see my bump so much I only wear really tight dresses at home and he’s insisted on no underwear either.I’m at home preparing dinner, Dad’s expected home in about 30 minutes. There’s a knock at the door, it’s unusual as we don’t get many visitors. I open the door, without even thinking about what I’m wearing. It’s one of Dad’s work colleagues, I haven’t seen him in months. I invite him in. Ask if he’d like something to drink. He says yes and sits down. I busy myself making tea,. I am now a real whore; this was no accident anymore. After a short while we got up and dressed wordlessly. He gave me a hug and told me how happy I made him. I said I would willing to see him again if he liked, and he asked me when. I said to tell Trixie when he wanted to see me. He indicated that he would do that right away and pressed fifty dollars into my hand. I thanked him, gave him a peck on the cheek, and we went downstairs. He disappeared into the club, and I enjoyed the cool night air. The thin material of the dress did little to hide the white bra and half slip she wore under it, and the visual had my erection rock hard as I looked thriugh the photos. "Do you like the natual hair colour I had back then?", she asked. I told her it was very sexy, and attractive. "Ha...", she laughed, "I suspect you are more interested in how my lingerie shows through the dress." "Who is your friend?", I asked. She told me it was Cheryl, her college roomate. The lady was tall...like Bev...and.