Let me showyou how it's done."Liberty produced a pencil and then cleaned the lipstick off my lipsbefore describing what she was doing. "See how I am ...utlining your lipsand filling in the imperfections around your Cupid's bow? Now I am goingto colour your lips with the pencil. Now go to the bathroom and applyyour lipstick again, Babe, but don't stray outside the lines."I went to the bathroom and painted my lips, step dos of our tango and ofthe feminisation of my face.My lips looked right. He took her hand and held it tenderly. "Cindy, I don't want you to feel rushed or obligated, in any way. The only demand I place on you is the continued sharing of your sweet smile. Never feel you owe me anything or you should do anything. Whatever we share must be mutually desired and enjoyed. I don't care what you've heard guys want or expect from women. I only want to share in your comfort and love. Though the physical connection is very enjoyable, what I value most is the emotional. As my palm moved up his meaty pole and over the rim of his shiny tip, I felt a massive dribble of hot sticky wetness. I’d seen the clear liquid oozing from his cock last time, but this was virtually pouring out.“Oh my God! Did you cum?” I gasped.He laughed. “No, that’s just pre-cum, when I cum there’s loads more than that and it’s different”. “Pre-cum?” “Yeah, I get loads when I’m really excited. “That’s not sperm then?” Apart from being incredibly excited, I was also highly curious. “No, it’s. “You know I really do like you, you’re different." What the fuck, this was the second time she confessed that she liked me tonight. I was starting to believe she meant like me, as in like me like me and not just friend like.“Yeah I like you too." Was my only reply, in a mild tone not trying to hint at anything. I didn't want to make the situation weird and uncomfortable so I was going try to change the subject. "So you wanna get on that Call of........." I couldn't finish my statement.She.