.. and she smiled often. Her face was round, her only flaw she believed. Her nose was small with a slight curve to a little nub. It didn’t seem quit... in keeping with the rest of her body, but it was not something that could be changed. She bore no facial scars from her hockey experience. A full face screen made sure of that. She looked again in the mirror. No make up, and yet, she was reasonably content with her appearance.She quietly dressed, gathered up her hockey equipment, and headed for. Of course, this was not occurring in the privacy of our home, but rightthere out in the open, in the middle of a department store! There wereother customers in the area, and everyone stopped to watch the prettylady put lipstick on her son! When I opened my eyes, and looked around,the spell was broken. OMG, I was totally mortified! This was not likeMommie putting nail polish on my toes in the privacy of our house! Itonly got worse when I noticed that some of the women who were watchingwere. John was surprised by how good just rubbing the tip of his cock on thesissy's tongue actually felt. So good that he had to stop himself earlierthan he had wanted to. After all he didn't want to grow overtly arousedbefore the real fun started. Besides, he was pretty sure that the goal ofthis little warm up had already succeeded. The sissy just had to have agood understanding on what his unwashed cock tasted like by now.Proceeding with his fun John surprised Marcy by suddenly continuing toslide. " She grabbed my throbbing cock in one hand and with the other pulled out my butt plug in one smooth motion with an audible sucking sound at the vacuum created. "First one to make him blow his load gets a special surprise...." she smiled wickedly. "But enough talking, let's say we give these two what they came here for? " the room broke into a racous cheer. People began taking position, some sucking, fucking and fluffing each other, others making their way toward Suzanne and I. I heard Suzanne.