Makeup geeks and pussy junkies

She lives for palettes and powders, this girl. Calls herself a makeup geek without a hint of shame. When I came over last, she said she was going to give me that starlet hair treatment every celebrity seems to own. She got the fake cock instead. Thick, glossy, the kind you can bend in half without snapping. She eased it between my cheeks until I felt the stretch, then started working it in slow circles that got faster as I stopped talking and started moaning. I never told her to quit.