The foundation looked caked on, the eyeshadow was barelynoticeable, and the lipstick looked crooked with uneven lines on my lips.It utterly took the w...nd out of my feminine sails. Until then,everything had looked pretty good on my slim body, but my face didn'twant to cooperate. More than I ever had in one of my post-orgasm momentsof clarity, I was disgusted and ashamed at what I'd done to myself. Igot back into boys clothes for the first time at home in days, removedall my poorly applied. I left her in her room and went to mine. I sat on the chair and I buried my face into my hands with shame and guilt. I could still hear my MIL crying. But gradually the entire house was filled with silence. For the first time ever in my life I felt that I have done some horrible crime. I didn’t dare to leave my room. A while later my MIL knocked at my door. I lifted my face and saw her standing near the door. I bowed my head in shame. She came near me and asked me to look at her. I couldn’t. He grabbed her face with his free hand and with his thumb and finger started pushing on her cheeks between her jaws forcing her to open her mouth. As soon as it was open enough to see into, he shifted his hips forward, filling Debbies talented mouth with the biggest cock that had ever been in there. Thumper pulled back and thrust his massive rod into Debbie’s cunt and listened as she tried to scream around the big cock in her mouth. He heard very little sound and started happily fucking the. I slowly unbutton and unzip her pants and pull them down. Her black thong with red lace right in my face. I pull her jeans all the way down without breaking eye contact with her panties. As she goes to lift her leg out of the pants, my lips make contact with her inner thigh. The small pleading moan is all the sound I need to know that I’m doing a good job. My lips kiss, rub, and nibble every inch or her thigh as I move closer and closer to her soaking pussy. There is a long, deep moan as I move.