“You don’t have to make your face show in the pics.” I freed one of my arms from around his neck and quickly glanced back at the lock, turned back around and lightly petted the side of his cheek. I barely mouthed, “Yeah sweets.” Raised my bosom up, and brushed my nipples against his face, my nipple rubbed above his opened mouth, grazing it. It made no sense to him, but to me I knew exactly why I wanted him to do it. “Of the two of us?” he asked tilting his head, shocked and puzzled, looking straight into my eyes. My breasts were outside the cups of my strapless satin dress, and my nipples still wet from just slipping out his mouth. My arms hugged around his neck, both of us were dressed in formal clothes and sitting in the bathroom. I instructed him, while sitting in his lap.
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