.act like the bitch that you are and get on your hands and knees...' One of them commented '...yeah just like a bitch dog in heat...' One lifted my he...d up and ordered me '...lick my balls and dick bitch, lick my balls and dick...' The other was behind me sliding his rigid man hood up and down my butt crack. Once his penile glans had located my anal opening, he gripped my hips and plunged his rigid tool deep into my bung hole. I cried out at the roughness of his effort and was rewarded by him. Below each eyethere is also a thick black line of liner only this one stops threequarters of the way towards the inner eye. He has the very top of thebottom lid lined the same way only this looks like it was done by an eyeliner pencil. I can tell he also has mascara on and a medium coat of abrown colored eye shadow. Nothing else, no lipstick or rouge, just theeyes and some color on his cheeks.I wonder to myself 'why he's doing this?' or 'what's going on?' butassume that's what the second text. Danielle Masters said looking at Jessie with her huge brown eyes. ‘Danny don’t look now, but Kyle just walked in and he’s not alone,’ said Josie. Jessie could see the warning signals going off in Danny’s head. ‘Play nice you guys. I’m going to the washroom,’ grinned Jessie as she stood up and straightened her jeans and yellow t-shirt. As she headed for the washroom she could hear Danny exclaim in a voice that had raised several octaves, ‘Kyle! Is that you?’ Jessie knew exactly what was going to. Then, wanting to find an answer for his obvious erection, she added, ‘I hope I’m not interrupting anything, Martin, I should have called beforehand.’ ‘No Deb, that’s fine, it’s so good to see you. Of course, I still see John every Saturday, but I haven’t caught up with you since the funeral.’ ‘Well, we have invited you over … to continue the weekend dinners, I mean.’ ‘Yes, I know. It’s just that I’ve felt like a loose cog since Mandy died. Not very social, I mean.’ ‘So what do you do with.