I walked up to the makeup counter. You had been walking slightly behind me, but now you pushed ahead and turned to face me. You smiled at me sweetly and then your smile twisted a little. I could tell it made you a little uncomfortable but then your hand went to your pussy and I knew you were enjoying yourself too. You brought a lipstick out of your pocket and examined the name on the bottom. As you opened it, your smile deepened. I gasped as I saw what it was -- much too bright! You turned to the mirror on the post near you and painted your own lips thickly and carefully. Then you turned to ki
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