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11.
Smith staggered into the kitchen as Molly lay sprawled in the hallway, rolled half onto her right side. He took the towel off the dish rack and wet it in the sink, and then used it to wipe his abused cock clean of his and Molly’s body fluids. He let his cock air-dry, flopped over his balls and hanging between his legs. Smith glanced up at the clock on the kitchen wall and saw that it was 9:51. He had still been there less than an hour, but he didn’t want to stay much longer and risk a surprise visit. He contemplated Molly lying on the floor and decided he could not leave just yet, however, because when he looked at his cock he noticed that he was again somehow fully erect. He walked to her slowly.

Smith stood above Molly, looking her up and down as she lay half sprawled, half curled just shy of the kitchen. Even after an hour of abuse, she still looked pretty and fresh. Smith’s cock reached for her, but the rest of him was spent. He had no strength left to maul her again. Besides, until now he had done all the work. He decided it was time for her to take care of him. Spying Molly’s purse on the hall table, Smith stepped over her and snapped it open. Rifling the purse, Smith found a tube of dark red lipstick. He palmed the lipstick, shut the purse, and walked back to Molly.

Molly saw Smith find the lipstick, and she knew instantly what that meant. Her face contorted in despair, but at this point she didn’t even have enough strength left to cry. She just lay there waiting for him as he slowly returned to her. He gripped her under her arms, pulled her to her knees and led her back to the living room. Molly crawled resignedly as she was led. Reaching the living room, Smith left Molly on her hands and knees while he kneeled in front of her. He pulled the cover off the lipstick and twisted out about an inch of the crimson wax and, taking hold of her hair for leverage, carefully applied a thick coating onto Molly’s lips. He kissed her deeply and then rubbed her mouth against his face, leaving a thick smear of lipstick on his lips and cheek. Then he reapplied another coat and tossed the stick aside.

Smith took a throw pillow off the sofa and lay down broadside to Molly, positioning the pillow to rest and slightly raise his head and neck. Sitting up, Smith took a handful of Molly’s hair and gave her simple instructions. No hands...just her mouth. As he lay back, Smith guided Molly’s head down with his left hand and gripped her butt cheek with his right, pushing her slightly off balance. To avoid falling on her face, Molly reached out and wound up with her left hand on Smith’s chest and her right hand on his right thigh. Smith was thrilled at her hand placement. He couldn’t have placed them better himself. Molly dreaded what was about to happen, but she had no will to fight. Smith’s cock loomed ever closer as Smith guided her head down gently yet insistently. About a half inch from the tip, Molly closed her eyes and opened her mouth, resigned to her fate.

Smith growled in approval as Molly’s lips closed around the upper shaft of his cock and her tongue flattened against the throbbing head. He watched wide-eyed with lust as her mouth slid slowly down the length of his cock. She went about halfway down before coming up. Smith let Molly work him about halfway for a minute or two, and then firmly gripped her head. When Molly got to the head on the next up-stroke, Smith allowed her to pause for a minute with his hand clamped around her head and the other around her thigh, and then slowly guided her downward. Steeling herself for the attempt, Molly came down on him.

This time, Molly passed the halfway mark and continued to about five and a half inches. From there, she took him a half inch at a time, going slowly to fight off the gag reflex. Smith exclaimed in pleasure as Molly laboriously inched her mouth down the length of Smith’s cock. His girth made the job even more difficult and her lips stretched around him even as her throat struggled to accommodate the probing head of his cock. Molly was beginning to labor against his size, when suddenly the tip of her nose gently nudged his scrotum. Smith cried out in pleasure as she deep throated him.