Or me." Our mom said that?" I asked. "You sure you got the right phone number?"Barb popped me in the arm. "Yes."Wow. Permission from mom to have sex w...th Barb. Wow."We're leaving tomorrow morning," I said."I talked to Mary, Lisa, and Amanda before I came out here."I looked over to where Elizabeth and Linda were sitting and talking. "What about Elizabeth and Linda?" I asked Barb. "You guys looked pretty close this morning."Barb laughed loudly enough for Elizabeth and Linda to look up. "I love. She flicked through the pictures of him she had on her phone and re-read their old messages. Tears started running down her face as she wondered where he was and what happened to him.Sitting there, she thought about their last conversation, wondering if it was something she said or did. But that didn’t reveal anything because all it said was, “Tight hugs Sweetie, I love you!” and gave her a kiss.She heard footsteps coming toward her but didn’t take much notice, as there were always people here. I knew she was just pretending because she had begged me for just that kinky procedure on previous occasions. After a lengthy period of pounding her pussy, I pulled out rather sloppily and inserted my tool into her preferred entry in the rear. She sighed in satisfaction and started to wiggle and hump down on the pillow with reckless abandon. Fortunately, she maintained her silence biting down on the other pillow like a well-trained step-sister submissive.I had no choice but to drain into her. Inside, she put it on the floor between two proper urinals, and squeezed herself into it. Then she waited. The long, agonising, yet strangely enjoyable wait.After half an hour, a slightly tipsy man entered. He approached the urinals, unzipped his flies, and then said: "Hey, what's this? Is this candid camera or something?"Phyllis kept her lips sealed. The man shrugged and then pissed in a urinal next to hers. She could only listen longingly to the trickle.A further half hour later, another man.