.. youhave to do your own lipstick."I tore off the neck roll, got off the commode and almost walked out ofthe stall without my hair on. "Hold on princ...ss," Rita said grabbing mywrist, "you almost forgot your personality." She took the wig from myleft hand and briskly shook it out. "Lean over," and she put itperfectly on my head. It looked full and shiny. "Brush the bangs in themirror."I walked out leaned on the counter, looked in the mirror, colored mylips in between the lines and looked better. About the size of the tip om my big thumb. My mouth was grinning from ear to ear. I gently moved my hips forward. My cock rested on top of her left breast. She smiled as I then slapped her breast with my cock. I held the condom in my right hand."Oh that is perfect Mrs. Fields." I said. "Call me, Holly. Mrs. Fields make me sounds older. You don't think I'm old? Do you Buck?" she said. I shook my head "NO!" I then moved my cock all around Holly big breast. She watched as my cock circled her very. Kathy reaches for the vibrator and turns it off. She then takes John’s dick into her hand, and slowly strokes it up and down while squeezing. When the pre-cum appears Kathy uses it to lubricate her hand job.Kathy then hands John the vibrator and gets John’s favorite toy out the bed stand, the inflatable butt plug. She gets into a 69 position and tells John to make her cum while she gets him ready to be fucked. John licks Kathy starting with her asshole, all the way to her clit. He then. ”The bawling increased. “I don’t have a daddy” she sobbed. “My daddy doesn’t love me any more.”“That’s terrible”, he said. “But I could be your Daddy!”“I’m confused. What does that mean?”“A pimp is really a Daddy to his girls. He looks after them, he cares for them. He ensures that they have pretty clothes and the best food and the best drugs and booze. Does that sound good to you?”“Yes, but we’re both anonymous. How could that work?”“Well, for the time being, I could be your virtual Daddy.