I scrubbed my facerepeatedly to remove the caked on makeup. The blush, lipstick and eyeshadow came off easily but I had to scrub at my face continuall... withthe washcloth until it came away bearing no traces of foundation ormascara. I poured nail polish remover onto a cloth and cleaned the rednail polish from my fingernails.I moved to the mirror and was glad to see that I looked like a managain; but then I noticed that some mascara was still clumped here andthere on my eyelashes and little clots. "If you are finished I was wondering if I might not have a word with you. It concerns my actions last evening."Mann nodded and after thanking the kitchen staff followed Marcello to his study. Again he offered Mann a seat and sat as well."First, I wish to apologize for my actions last evening," Marcello began. "I acted rashly and in haste and I should not have. From what I have been able to discern you are an honorable man who acted in an honorable fashion." Your apology is not necessary, but I. Dad repeated that we can not do this and he started getting up pulling his cock from my grip. I followed him out of the bed and he stood up allowing me the first view I ever had of his fully naked body. His cock was standing out straight fully rigid and looking large. He was about an inch longer than my husband and much larger around. His balls were very large and hanging just below his cock. As he began to tell me we should get dressed I slid down onto my knees in front of him and took his. ”Perra sputtered, “What makes you think you can…”“Five generations,” said the barmaid in a softer tone, “Five generations o’ women with bellies not made fer giving birth but they all tried anyway. Five generations o’ women who died in childbirth, me own dam nearly died with me, she wasn’t so lucky with me sis. After five generations of lasses growin’ up ne’er knowing the love of their mum, my niece will be the first.”Perra rocked back on her heels, stunned by the revelation. She looked at.