Would you? could you? I know you’ll have to go home, to get your passport and such but… I would so love to take you there, spend some real time wi...h you, spoil you rotten.” She felt her eyes moisten again, her face almost cracking with the broad smile on her face. “Oh Simon, that would be wonderful and don’t worry, I always come prepared, my passport’s in my bag, just in case... You never know what a client might want to do...” Simon frowned slightly when she mentioned her ‘work’ but of. He squeezed a blob offoundation into a sponge and them started to dab it onto his face,continuing until it was covered and then using a clean sponge to gentlyblend it in. He added a narrow line of highlighter to the ridge of hisnose, beneath each eye and onto his forehead. He carefully blendedagain, the contrast between the two subtly changing the shape of hisface to make it seem more feminine.Next he started on his eyes, nothing too dramatic for the day, just alighter shade of golden cream. There were a few like this and then a couple of her face and there was no doubt she was enjoying it. They went on and showed Gwen in different positions getting fucked. Her from behind, her riding him, her bent over a chair, it seemed like she enjoyed every new position from the look on her face. The last few pictures were of Gwen back on her knees with the dick in her mouth. Then they showed her hand wrapped around it and I knew what was coming next. Four pictures of her face covered in cum.. I came to the conclusion that it must be because he hadn't been sent back. The Gods must have altered us to be able to do this. In the end, he stayed "activated". He would find that they wouldn't be able to wear him out as easily now. I was able to do all the other things since there wouldn't ever be a need to change them back. Remembering how his previous football career had ended made me experiment a little more. Nothing short of a sledgehammer would tear his ACL now. The girls would be.