..asking me if the security guard liked the show, and I said oh he will thrust a little harder and I will make sure he enjoys it. So Bill did and I le...t loose and just started to moan like a woman that hadn't been fucked in years. Call Bill dirty names, encouraging him to cum in my tight cunt, I had just cum for my second time when he pinched my nipples hard and he screamed I am cumming you sexy vixen and pulled out of my dripping cunt and stroked his load onto the cement empty parking space. I can apply your makeup!?”I went over and sat down. She applied some foundation and went onto my eyes. She gave me really nice, dark red (kinda) eyeshadow with some fine shimmering to it. After that she used an eyeliner to make my eyes pop, and she even had my eye lashes curved. I’d never tried that, but they looked so girly. She finished my eyes off with a mascara.She went onto my lips and did a black base, and on top a stunning-looking dark red lipstick, and smeared some lip gloss on as. ’ Romilda muttered. Dominique lazily shifted her icy glaze from the wonderfully ornated ceiling of the guest bathrooms to her governess’. ‘And what do you mean by that?’ ‘Would you believe me if I told you, that I could have guessed your heart’s aches since three days ago?’ ‘I thought I was doing a good job at being stoic.’ ‘No, child–no.’ laughed Romilda. ‘I mean, yes! You are still doing a wonderful job of keeping your public face intact. But what I mean to say is–I knew that the Guard. It was Sarah. My carefully constructed reality was crumbling as suddenly my foundations and principles seemed to lose all meaning. Until a cold voice broke through my nearly fugue state. “You know, she’s always fantasized about being forced. Maybe that was her catty method of pushing you to take such an incredibly dominating action. What if she wants it?” The Wolf had awoken. “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.” - William Gable, Gone With The Wind Sarah’s choked “Stop. Please don’t!”.