Caressing her face, he stroked his wet dick. Then he pressed it against her soft cheek. Held her head closer to him with his free hand, stray tendrils... of her hair flouncing over his wedding band. Precum oozed onto her face and slathered the head of his cock as he moved. She squinted her eyes shut. “Dirty girls don’t mind having their make up smeared.” The head of his cock kissed her eyelashes before dragging downward and leaving a trail of mascara. “They deep throat, they pay attention to. On the other hand, knowing that no one was pointing and laughing at me made me feel more relaxed, and allowed me to be myself.Mrs. Bedford talked continuously about a number of things as we checked out the numerous sales going on. I found myself joining in on the conversation now and then when no one was around; replying back in the best female voice I could muster. We looked at some dresses, and commented on which ones we thought were the prettiest. We cooed at the lovely purses hanging on the. Still holding me up on his body, he lowered me down to where his cock could penetrate me. He teased the head in and out of my hole but held back on full penetration, all the time kissing me deeply. I felt his strong back muscles and moved my right hand to play with his nipple. He found this exciting and began to push his cock deeper into my horny hole. I could feel it moving in inch by inch, expanding the tract with each small inward thrust. I looked into the mirror on the wall and the image. After all, twenty was such a nice round number, wasn't it?The crowd roared "Twenty one!", and Gilli braced herself for agony, but it did not come. Instead, the executioner turned his raised palm to the crowd as if to say "Alright, that's enough." And he cut short their groans of disappointment by hauling Gilli to her feet and displaying her beautifully reddened globes. Truly, their cheers affirmed, they had never seen a prettier shade of pink.After turning her this way and that to the crowd's.