It worked fine until one day when I was home from school early and had wanted to try a beautiful new shade of lipstick on that I had stolen from teach...er that day. As soon as the sexy red lipstick was applied to my lips I became arroused and I started to rub my clitty. Looking in the mirror as I pursed my lips together I slowly began to notice the reflection of someone behind me. I spun around to see my father's look of disgust, dissapointment, and especially anger.I hesitated for half a. Prior to PJ, Jenny had a six-month affair with a married guy named Carlos. Carlos was a total stud in the bedroom, but alas, when his wife angrily arrived at Jenny’s door one day their liaison ended.Ashamed, she assured Carlos’ wife that she would end their relationship and true to her word, she did so because she knew that Carlos would not leave his wife and kids.*As she began to feel that her world was unravelling, Jenny decided to take a break from it all. With loads of leave that she had. I started pumping her in and out slowly she was hissing as still she was feeling pain with my movement. But as I went on pushing in and out her she was recovering and after good 10 minutes fuck she started responding. Now she was moving her hips up and down with the same rhythm as my strokes. “Abb achha lag raha hai”, she kissed on my cheeks and said. I was increasing my speed with every stroke and she was moaning now with mixed feeling of pleasure and pain. I was pumping her harder and harder. After the first page they seemed to be rigidly aligned, like typewritten text, but with no obvious spaces or punctuation. Once I realized that, the first page showed the same grid, but the columns were shaky, possibly due to Colt's lack of experience.I examined one page closely. While the characters – I still did not know if they were letters, syllables or entire words – were similar, no two were identical. This was going to make decoding more difficult, but the puzzle was only getting more.