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“They chose the wrong opponent, Girls,“ said the perky Girl. *** “The color of my lipstick isn't too bright?” asked Gadis who was not yet willing to put down the small mirror in her hand. She was wearing a maroon red blouse with long sleeves that she rolled up to show off the latest bracelet from Velue, which Gadis thought was very elegant, and black fabric pants. It fits perfectly around the girl's slim body.

"Now for the main attraction.. Your lips! " She said and held up bold red lipstick. I looked at her unsure. "You have to listen to me! Red lips with nude faces is a bomb! Guys die for that! " She said, and I raised my brow at her. "I'm not going to look for a boyfriend. "

the makeup artist says. I do. It feels blurry at first, but when my vision clears, I am mesmerized. My eyes look fierce—just sharp enough to kill a man, as Cort put it. The winged black liner flicks upward like a cat’s tail, making them appear bigger and more intense. My skin glows with a dewy, almost wet highlight across my cheekbones. My lips are soft and full in a muted nude pink, just enough to look kissable and steal focus. My whole face feels dangerous.

Would I like it? The Prince freed his thumb, and again, I gazed up at him wide eyed. He lifted his solid thickness in his huge hand, so that the tip was level with my mouth, at first, he only stroked the silky blue skin against the softness of my cheek. Then he smeared it, and the liquid that now seeped from it, across my lips. The fluid was like molten gold, amber coloured, hot and glowing. It contrasted startlingly against the blue of skin. He traced the curve of my mouth with his oozing head, coating my lips in his gold, marking me as the second ring for his huge cock.

And if I am not mistaken, did he just blush or something? He is still looking away, like there is something he is looking at and he is interested in it. But he is just looking at the rode obviously trying to avoid my eyes.His long beautiful eyelashes flex as he look at an opposite direction. The color of his eyes also brighten. It also highlighted the angle of his sharp jaws, and the pinkish color of his cheeks. His rep lips are looking so sweet- NO! What the freak Amira, stop! I slightly shook my head as I try to remove my worldly desires. Damn! Stop fantasizing!

Chloe nodded, giving him a thumbs-up. "Miss Lawson, enlighten us about your concept." Chloe prompted. "For my concept, we need a ‘Bold Statements’ concept. Close-ups of bold lipsticks or shimmering eyeshadow, high-contrast backgrounds will do. Short boomerangs or reels would work perfectly here." Miss Lawson straightened her posture. "Also, casual lifestyle shots of someone applying light makeup in relatable situations make the brand approachable and real."

“That’s a double feature.” Heat crept up Aria’s neck. “I know, right?” she said. “It feels… surreal.” Lena’s eyes got teary again. “Okay, that’s enough,” she said, blinking rapidly. “Jade, lipstick.” Jade held up a tube. “Soft nude, little gloss,” she said. “We’ll let the dress do the screaming.” “Perfect.” Aria parted her lips obediently while Jade painted them, then blotted it with a tissue.

I replied. The lips were the last part and the most tricky part. I had this urge to claim those lips as mine. She didn't make it easier when she decided to lick her lips. "That's so thoughtful of her," She said quietly. I shrugged at that response "She just wanted to brag that her boyfriend did her makeup. Nothing special about it honestly," I said. Vanessa said nothing this time so I continued. Pink lipstick never hurt anyone but I didn't want her to wear lipstick, her lips were already the perfect shade of pink. I decided to just apply a clear gloss before showing her the result in the mirror.

Adding mascara to my lashes and baby pink lip gloss on my lips, to highlight the pink color, I poker my lips to my reflection in the mirror, loving my look. He said the color of my lips reminds him of cotton candies, I’m going to make it irresistible to him and he is not going to get even a peck. Putting on my black converse, I grabbed my backpack and left my room to meet Christy and Max in the kitchen, fighting over his remaining pancake. “Hey guys,” I called to their attention.

The girl's eyes were the color of fine Kentucky whiskey, a caramel colored amber, and the girl had no need for makeup and wasn't wearing any. She had the plumpest lips Abi had ever seen outside of collagen filled p**n stars and they had the hottest wets looking cotton candy hot pink lip gloss she'd ever seen. Her breast were slightly smaller than Fiona's, probably 30-32B cups at most. Abi knew because the girl was wearing a light pink, off the shoulder, puff sleeved crop top that was cropped just over and under those tits and the nipples were highly visible, poking against the fabric of the top. Her mid-drift was exposed, and the skin was the perfect golden tan color of a girl raised in the