I loved having her juices all over my face. I didn't wash my face when we were done and went back into the party because I didn't realize that it was...something that people would notice. I had cuntface and my buddy said, "Hey, you might want to wash her off of your face too."*Later that night when she found out it was my first time she got pissed off. She was a frequent flyer, so to speak, before she met me.*I once went to an adult theater wearing a raincoat because it was such a cliche.*. But in the blink of an eye that doubt vanished."I think so. Time will tell if you're really in it for the long haul, like I am. But can we please talk about all that later? Like I said, I've already JUST talked to Suzanne about last night, to the point that it seems like it happened to me twice." Lucky you!" Brenda grinned impishly."I know. But seriously, let's wait. Besides, waiting will be good for you. You've gotta try to take this kind of thing in stride." In stride?! What could be more. That way he would have girls from different countries, filmed by different converts. There would be no possible link back to him and therefore the danger would be removed. With so many now on his database he knew that it would also mean a massive increase in the amount of material being generated.He typed rapidly on his keyboard and called up the figures for how many people had taken out membership on the Sugar and Spice web-site. The smile on his face grew even larger when he saw that the. Let me clean you up.Me: But aunty, I can manage it.Aunty: No ifs and buts. I used to give you baths many times when you were younger so just keep quiet.Me: But aunty, I’m not a kid now.Aunty: You are always a small kid to me. Close your eyes if you feel shy.I don’t believe she is going to see me naked. By touching me, my dick raises. She shocked for some time and continue to clean up me.Me: Sorry for the trouble aunty.Aunty: It’s ok. The soap is still on your skin. We better wash it off before.