Her makeup was simple, thankfully. A lightly smoky eye done in deep purples, a little blush and some pale pink lip gloss were all she had to deal with.... When she looked in the mirror after her friends were done, Lena could almost see herself. Bright blue eyes, high cheekbones, slightly upturned nose, full lips and pale skin. She wasn't a fan of the outfit, but she thought she looked great from the neck up.But none of that mattered as she stumbled up to the entrance of the club. A small sign. She obviously loved to have her pussy eaten, she kept squirming and wriggling the whole time. "Oh, yes, yes, mmm, god, right there, mmm, OH, OH, OH, UUH, UUH, mmm, mmm, oh, yes, I knew you were good, Eric, mmm, come fuck me, I want you so bad." I got up between her thighs and pushed inside her, sliding all the way down then began moving in and out. She swung her legs up over me, locking her ankles around my back. "Mmm, I love your cock, Eric. I just knew you would know how to use that lovely. "I don't remember how I got back to my apartment in Iver. I rang the office and told them I was sick, which was true as my heart had been broken, no, it had been shattered. But already I could feel my heart renewing itself, creating an impervious rock like shell, and fashioning a harder and colder me.And a rock does feel pain, and an island does cry.A week after my petition for divorce, with accompanying photographs showing Harry Ledbetter and Suzannah's adulterous behaviour, had been. My lips wrap around what is warm and throbbing, and I bob forward ever so slowly, feeling his ridge, and shaft enter my cozy mouth. I'm the bitch and he doesn't let me play with his anus or finger him. I know cause one time i tried and he smacked me across my face and quickly let me know our roles are now irreversible. Sometimes he caresses the back of my neck, and I know subconsciously that at any moment he could grab a hold of my head and force himself on me, but mercifully he lets me feel.