His sensible, wifely underwear made her giggle inside. He was no big-boy either, judging from the size of the bulge now exposed, and she pitied the po...r woman who had to suck on that just to keep the kids happy. She relaxed, even, and proud to know that she could turn men on without trying. As if that idiot could ever get his hands near me, she thought. Time passed and Lexington was only 12 minutes away by now. Sam had been looking at his lack of reflection in the window, or maybe that was his. I was in abject agony,but told things would soon heal.Whilst this was being done, the tattooist was doing outlines on my facewith templates,again Jo was telling me as it was happening.I was to havevery thick black eyebrows,black eyeliner,and the outer edges of my lipsagain black.Once these had healed I was to be brought back to have mylips "plumped" up,and then crimson red ink to cover my lips.Iliterally wanted to die.The pain from the piercing distracted me, but I saw the tattooist. I continued with my mouth until he seemed to have finished and he withdrew his cock, my mouth gaping open, full of wonderful thick cum. I didn't want to swallow it just yet. I wanted him to see his load in my mouth.I looked up at him and his face was a picture of contentment. He looked so pleased and happy. As he looked down and saw his load still in my mouth, he knelt down and kissed me with his mouth completely over mine. Oh fucking hell, I thought, this young man is far dirtier and sexier. .do my ass before i chicken out..." I scramble to my feet. I'm going to need a few things to do this properly without hurting the woman I love. I'm swallowing at this lump in my throat as I think of what this means to both of us, of how much you love me to let me try this. I go to the bathroom and get the jar of petroleum jelly, then after a few seconds of thought, I go into our bedroom to get your vibrator from the drawer of your nightstand. I strip off my clothes too, then.