I had my own dress hiked up to my armpits now. I had one hand down my panties, while I fondled Maria’s hanging titties with the other. She leaned fo...ward a little and licked my tits. Tony had worked his way all the way into Maria now and was penetrating her with long slow strokes. He reached forward and grasped her long mane of black hair and pulled head back until she was almost upright. In that position I could return the favor and suck her tits for a while. I guided her hand down to her. Another drawer was a wide collection of bras, some open cup, some shelves and of course all still too big. I walked into the skylight lit closet seeing a wall with an assortment of shoes and standing in a little alcove was one of those dress-making mannequins dressed is some kind of torso thing. I walked closer and saw the breasts of the torso being held up so the breasts stood out. I reached out folding my hands on the featureless tips of the breasts surprised to feel them give away to my. The thought of masturbating near her was just too good to pass up. I press play on the VCR and start to play with my ready and eager cock. After about 10 minutes or so, I glance over at my mom. She was laying on her back with her right leg perched up on the back rest of the sofa. With her sleeping in this position her legs were spread wide open putting her pussy on display. I immediately forgot about the movie playing and was stroking myself to this wonderful view I had. A few minutes later I. I gently laid her down and stared at the woman I used to love. There was nothing there now. No love, no hate, just emptiness.“Sandra Nichole Dean White, your career is destroyed. Your family has disowned you. Your church has forsaken you. Can you say that your life is now over?”She lay there staring into space. She was broken beyond measure. For several minutes nothing seemed to stir in her. Then there was but a simple “Yes…”“All right then… Sandra, now tell me… did you fuck another man last.