“I hope you’re going to clean yourself up a bit this time,” he commented. “Even the kids might notice if they saw you going home with cum runn...ng down your cheeks.”Miss Sharpe rubbed the spunk into her cheeks and over her breasts. “They do say it’s as good as moisturising cream,” she said, “although it does smell a bit pungent.” She found her bra and panties and put them on. This was a signal for everyone to grope around for their clothes. I watched Mr Pearson pull his boxers on and tuck his. Then her panties came into full view, little black ones with a white gusset. Sticking her thumbs in at their sides, she slowly lowered them to the mid point of her thighs so revealing her now more sparse and greying pubic hair.‘Is this what my little pervert of a son wanted to see?’‘Yes mom,’ I said shamefully.‘Does my sisyboy son still love his mommy’s pussy?’‘Yes mommy, I can’t stop thinking about it. I’ve never stopped thinking about your pussy since?’ My voice trailed off. Although I was. Once they were up in her apartment, dinner turned out to have been delivery from a nearby Chinese Restaurant. It would have to be reheated. Gene lit the oven with a kitchen match and he put the food into oven-proof vessels and popped them in for a brief time.Cora said that her one attempt at coffee-making had already shown Gene she was not a kitchen/cooking person, so there was little point in playing at being the domestic.Gene said he had a bachelor's knowledge of how to reheat food.When they. ”“He did that for me, even after what I had done,” she said. “So I would get the part.”“I think he beat him up because of what he made you do,” I said and she said “Yeah, I know.”Then she sighed and said “And I didn't really care then. About Tobey. Because I thought now I was going to be this big movie star. Walk of fame and red carpets and all that crap.”She put the cigarette out in the ashtray and then she picked up her phone. “The movie sucks anyway” she said, scrolling through her contacts.