My lipstickis the deepest shade of red, custom made by Paul?s parfumer in Paris. I have applied two layers and glossover it. My lips, naturally thick,...resemble ripe cherries after this. He does not notice my size B breasts, hidden by the bulkysable coat. In the spring, he would stare at them, covered only by a thinsundress, but it is winter, and he cannot see that I am nude, under the coat.He does notice my shoes, and perhaps wonders where I am going, with theseclassy shoes, on the snow. We messaged almost every day. Started to sent double meaning messages and she reacted positive. I used to masturbate daily while message her.She started to tell about her personal life, about her problems etc. She also said her husband had lost unrest in her. On hearing this I was very happy. I replied her that your husband is a waste. If I get a chance I will fuck her till you die” she saw the msg and didn’t reply. I was afraid and said short, still no reply.Later that night she msg as “Is it. As she sat up she saw her co-sister lying between her legs, the head plunged in deep between her thighs. Her sitting up made Shobha lose the clit and Dipti missed the exciting lashing and quickly wanted to get this job done and lie back and give Shobha full access once more. The bra came undone and Dipti quickly pulled up that obstructing garment up and around her neck, both breasts now as open as Shobha’s. She wanted hands on her breasts, she wanted Shobha’s lips and she wanted too, to not. I forgot about it, though, until my fiancé left me. One night, I felt like I had to get out of the house, and I remembered this place. So I came down here. It’s been my ‘alone spot’ ever since.’ Looking at him, I thought to myself that he must really care about me, at least enough for him to bring me here. Over the next couple hours, we talked about everything. We talked in length about music, and about the state of our government, about past relationships. I learned that his mother had a brain.