I straddled his lap and pried his lips open with my tongue. With my hands on his shoulder and my tongue in his mouth I pushed him backwards on the bed...until I was on top of him. I moved down and grasped him between my hand. Stroking softly I swirled my tongue around the tip of his shaft. He lay back with closed eyes I opened my mouth to him. Deeper and deeper I took him in. His moans became more frequent. I felt his hips rise toward me and took him in as deep as I was able to. I grazed my teeth. I set her alarm on her phone to go off at eight so she would get some amount of sleep and not sleep the day away. I had a few things planned for her and the way things play out with women you’d rather have too much time than not enough time, so I wanted to be safe. I snuck out of the house and went over to Chris’ after leaving a note on our bed for whenever she woke. If my plan worked we wouldn’t see each other until we were to have dinner tonight, and she would be just as anxious to see me as. " I smile and start to kiss his neck as we make way upstairs. He lays me down on his incredibly soft bed and I look up at him getting little nervous but still the good kind of nervous. "What do you want to do first?" I ask.“Well I think we should just dive right in.”“Ok” He reaches over to his nightstand and grabs some lube & a condom. "I've never done this before so . . . I guess you could . . . go in raw if you wanted to."“Oh, well. I don’t have anything & I know you don’t either but safety. .** finish **I hear the voice whisper in my head.** it's okay **I look around. It's almost as if I actually heard something, although Iknow it's all in my head. Probably my mind just trying to justify whatI'm doing.I raise the lipstick, the indentation matching the curve of my own lip,and I apply the lipstick. Mrs. Feyla's lipstick. I am applying herlipstick - a dead woman's lipstick to my own lips. Her lips were theones to touch this last.For sure I am going to hell.So, now my makeup is done..