“Name?”“I’m Georgette. My steamy passage is from a story written by Mama’s_Boy called Craving Mother’s Milk.The room fell silent as we all...strained to hear her soft voice as she read from her iPhone. I tried hard to pay attention to every word she spoke, but my eyes were resting on Loretta, and she was still scanning the row of dickheads on display in front of her.The story was about the writer having sex with all his family members, and I guess I’m just not that much interested in incest. We both sat on a wooden bench as he came in closing the door behind him. Expectation was high as we wondered what he might do next, but he was calm and spoke softly.He made some tea for himself, and then came onto the subject of us and why we were nude all the time on the pipes.Our only response was it felt good, to which he laughed, and scolded us for being so naughty and so on.Soon we were at ease as it looked as though he was not getting into the sex thing, he was just enjoying the company. The one that fucked her hard and fast as she moaned and the other men in the nearby booths laughed and made crude remarks about how big a slut she was!Barb was close to cumming on her sex toy as she relived being fucked by the stranger. Her pussy was on fire as she started rock her hips and rubbed her hard nipples on the bedspread below her. Her mind went blank as her bodied jerked in orgasmic ecstasy. Then she remembered that she was on her knees and the man was thrusting his prick in and out. She decided to wash her hair and bent at the waist to get the shampoo. The water caressed her ass and pelted her puckered back door as her cheeks separated."Ohhh," she moaned, holding her position for several minutes. "That does feel good."Silvie finished shampooing her hair, turned the water off, and then began to pat herself dry. As if on cue from the night before, Will walked into the bathroom from his door."Hey sis," he said cheerfully. "We've got to quit meeting like this. How's the.