**Disclaimer: This story contains depictions of unrealistic and unattainable body standards. It is not my intention to offend or shame anyone for their body. This is merely a work of fiction. If you struggle with a positive self image, you may not find this story to your liking.**
*The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this product are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. Any resemblance to reality is purely coincidence. All characters are at least 18 years of age despite description, demeanor, or appearance.*
**Written By: RebHillBabe**
**Chapter 11: Quick Thinking**
“Thomas!” Maya pleaded, “Please hurry, you know it takes me a while to do my makeup!”
Thomas looked down to his mother with a worried expression. What would they do? Anna looked back equally as worried, or perhaps even more so. How could they possibly explain what they were doing, and they still needed to clean the massive mess his orgasm had created. Anna decided that was their first order of business; cleaning up the mess. She silently gestured to the toilet paper and signalled to start cleaning.