He apply it on my face. I was looking like a girl. I was very happy at all this and thanks him for all that. He request me to spend the remaining time... in this look and i at once agreed as i didn’t want to took it off. We sat on the sofa and start watching TV.It was a romantic movie. Suddenly he kissed me on my chick and like all days i replied with the same.Than he took me into his lap. There was something hard under my ass but i ignored it. Then he asked me if i had seen porn. I was very. As she returned with mugs of tea and some toast, Pippa started to stir. “I’m so sore,” were the first words she uttered. Pippa used the tips of her fingers to hold her mug. “Oh Sophie, I really need a little diddle.” Pippa was making sad puppy eyes. “You know we are not allowed.” Sophie’s response was sympathetic. Pippa thought for a moment. “Yes, but... I won’t tell if you don’t.” Sophie wasn’t sure if Pippa was being serious or not and part of her felt a little disappointed. She took her. Odd how that came through but I couldn't seem to see the person. With a second crack of my head against the wall, I fell hard to the floor, stunned, as my attacker rushed out. I struggled to my feet and stumbled toward my fallen weapon and then out the door. I felt something trickle down my face. I wiped it away - blood. The bastard had made me bleed. I hated bleeding.The hall was empty when I staggered out. Fuck me! That had to have been the killer! Only one way he could have gone. I ran down. Our hands roam freely exploring our bodies. You end up with your skirt hiked up around your waist straddling my lap grinding on me and sucking my tongue. "You said something about a cigarette didn't you sweetie?" I tease. You toss your hair and dramatically light your cigarette and inhale french style and exhale at me. "Is this what you want stud?" You say in that sultry voice while continuing to grind our loins together. I moan in reply and begin unbuttoning your blouse to get at your.