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But now my views towards it have completely changed, I see now that sex is beautiful and wonderful especially when you are doing it right and with the right person. As I finish off applying my makeup, I can't help but imagine how messy and rustled I will look after my much anticipated date with Lukas tonight. It's ironic because in the past if he dared mess up my hair or my makeup I would get really mad but now the thought of him fucking me so hard that he leaves me disheveled does things to me, things the lady in me used to frown upon not so long ago. After a few more minutes of touching up my makeup and brushing my hair, I'm done and ready to go meet up with Lukas. Just as I'm grabbing my

The bottom was low-rise, revealing just enough of her toned and shapely waistline. Her hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail, showcasing her graceful neck and highlighting her striking features. As she confidently walked towards the pool, the sunlight danced off her bikini, creating a mesmerising glow around her. Saira's presence alone brought an air of elegance and charm to the entire swimming area, leaving everyone in awe of her beauty and grace.

He is taking a mental scan of my body - Crystal realized so that he never forgets what I look like naked! Crystal's skin was white and pink, like a baby's skin. Her wet hair stuck to the back of her slender neck and flowed, unruly, over her round, sexy shoulders. Under her beautiful collarbones, there were two perfect arcs, each like a peach. Her breasts are small but perky.

That hipline could cut through anything. Skin, white and pale looked anemic but as beautiful as it could embrace her perfect nose and thick blue eyes. That grown hair ran over her forehead, concealing it and its piggy tail reached up to her neck. The apron hung lifelessly over a simple-minded figurine, while those jeans hung on, exposing those sexy legs. What was really attractive were those lips. Thick, fleshy and so red unlike its color. It when squished, made an image on Aiden, which from then on became his guilty pleasure.

I asked softly with a smile. "You just look really pretty, like a pretty panda," he said quietly. "Pandas are pretty?" I asked with a chuckle. Nodding his head like a baby, I just shook my head at him before walking toward my table that has all my makeup on it. "What are you doing?" Ace asked with a raised eyebrow. "My makeup," I replied softly. "But you said you won't cover the hickey," Ace mumbled with a pout. "I'm not, just face makeup," I replied softly, looking at myself as I applied the makeup. Ace said nothing else after that, and I continued applying my makeup with him watching me like I was doing a magic show.

YuZhi stared at the two faces for a moment, comparing them in their similarities and contrasts. Rhea was a born model with symmetrical and elegant features that could handle any angle, lighting, or make up. She had an unearthly flawlessness that sometimes looked airbrushed or photoshopped, but she had never undergone enhancements or surgery. She was beautiful, seductive, with thick straight brows, a tiny nose and cherry plumped lips that were suited to bold make up and high fashion style. Every guys dream girl. She looked wealthy and she had the mannerisms and presence of an international model.

she complained. She started to growl again. But even though her face was irritated and she was an a****n when she spoke, I couldn't help but to admire her beauty. She got a lot of scars on her face, but that was not enough reason for her angelic appearance not to appear. I realized that she is still beautiful even though there are many scars on her face. What if those scars gradually disappear? She will be even more beautiful. She has a heart-shaped face, dark brown eyes, small nose and reddish lips. She also has a fair skin and slim body type. She's indeed beautiful.

Jim lowered his head, and the only thing he saw was Bonnie's beautiful face, tilted to one side so he would not see her tears. She was extremely thin, so much so that her jawline looked as though it had been carved with a pencil, so sharp that she did not need any highlighter or bronzer to accentuate it. Her tear streaks glimmered in the bright light. Jim let out a sigh, but no matter how reluctant he was to do so, he still reached his hand out.

It stuck like a horrible plague and wait for the perfect moment to come rushing back like a bad wind on a rainy day. Jackson would find something to say if she couldn't. Harry too. "No," she cut out the chain of thought as she headed into the bathroom. She wasn't going to think about Harry now— or ever. She would go out there and be the world's perfect girlfriend. Soon enough, she was dressed in a black turtle-necked dress that reached her knees, a little bit of casualness and a hint of extra. She did her mascara after applying a faint shade of eyeshadow and dabbed her chin with a matte blush that sharpened her cheekbone and improved the squareness of her jaw. Her grin revealed her gum and m

If she agreed. He had dated many beautiful women, but Tris held a mysterious quality that hit a man like a sucker punch. Her cinnamon colored hair shimmered in the light, a straight, silky mass that fell over her cheek and hit her shoulder in a fashionable cut. Her bangs only accented exotically tilted eyes, reminding him of the endless misty green of the Tuscan fields, sucking a man in and allowing him to get lost in the fog. Her features were sharp and clear: a strong tilted jaw, high cheekbones, and elegant nose.