Before I could answer a single one of those questions, the arousal that had gradually been growing within me became too much for me to handle. A power...ul fantasy grabbed hold of me and dragged me away from the real world, refusing to release me until my surroundings had given way to an identical fantasy world. As soon as the fantasy started, I lost all inhibition. I knew nothing bad could happen to me, so I strode up to the two wild animals. They just stood there, waiting for me. When I reached. Place my shoes back on and bend over in front of me, I want to put my feet up." I remained on all fours as her footstool. One leg was placed directly over my back, the other bent at the knee, with her spiked heel anchored firmly in my side. She gave me a smirk and went back to her magazine, ignoring me. Some articles annoyed her; they were so patronizing to Women, and even worse were the stories and letters from Women, dissatisfied with their relationships. "If only they could realize. ’ I grinned at my little imprint on him. ‘Stage lipstick? What’s the difference from regular lipstick?’ ‘It doesn’t come off very easily.’ I giggled as I watched him trying to wipe it off. ‘Damn…. this stuff doesn’t come off.’ He laughed at me giving me his adorable grin. ‘Well, it takes me about three showers and lots of scrubbing to get it off. At least it does for me, but I have about a pound more make-up then jsut lipstick on my cheek.’ I laughed at him stil trying to wipe it off. Then I. Thank God my daughter was on the pill. From their talk, both had a very healthy sex life just not a happy one. Sucking dick and handjobs seemed to be at the top of their lists. Both agreed fucking wasn't always the greatest as it never lasted long enough to give them pleasure. I heard them tell each other that the other was better than any boy they ever had.That sort of soothed my mind as deep down I felt better with my daughter becoming a lesbian than a slut like her mother. However, as I.