The book began dragging a bit, and I started becoming aware of my surroundings. I knew mom and dad were engaging in a conversation, but didn’t give ...t much heed. After about three hours of traveling, we stopped for tea at a small tea shop. The journey had taken a toll on dad, I could tell. Mom also expressed her concern. I offered to drive, but dad declined.“I am fine!” He said. Just a cup of tea, and I will b perfectly ready” he said.Our journey continued. This time, mom sat in the front with. “I don’t want to spoil the surprise.”She went to work. After putting a nylon cap over my hair, carefully hiding every strand, she started plucking my eyebrows with tweezers in a thin, arched, feminine shape.“Ouch, that hurts!” I yelled.“Come on, Irene, don’t be a pussy,” she laughed, and, after she was satisfied, applied a foundation which felt cold against my shaven skin. After rubbing it in, she dusted my face with a powder puff.“Every famous painting starts with a canvas,” she said and went. Then I thought fuck it. Why not. I bent over at the knees and rested on the arms of the chair. I waited for Olivia to come up behind me, my eyes were closed. I eventually, after some time, felt her cock at my anus and I felt oil dribble down over my arse. Olivia pushed it forward. My buttocks tightened. “Don’t clench…” she said. I tried to relax, I really did but it was impossible. She pushed it in a little further and leant over me to whisper in my ear. “You‘re a very brave boy,” she said. Finished peeing, Megan released Dex to wipe herself, but before reaching for the paper, she put her face in her hand and moaned softly. "Ohhh, Dex, I'm sorry. Why am I acting this way?"Morgan knelt down by the toilet and cradled her mother's head. "Mom, it's OK. You're starved for intimacy. You found some, and you can't get enough of it, that's all." Megan, I love your touch and your hugs. There's nothing to be ashamed of," Dex added."You're sure? I feel so foolish!"Dex had never done anything.