We want our audience’s hands pressing their laps.CINDI: A pinkie flicking back and forth, right? OK. Then a pizza delivery girl could show up. I hav... a Domino’s hat so they wouldn’t think of me as a teacher.HOLLY: The thing is, Cindi, most sibling sex stories start with teaching each other how to make out on the sofa. The pizza delivery girl is another part. Too sweet.CINDI: Want disturbing drama, add some forcefulness.HOLLY: Too chauvinist.CINDI: Not that way. More feminist. The Internet tells. It was unusual for Safie to be late, the market was second nature to her, she been doing it all her life. It was Jessica who had the problems and needed to avoid crowded stalls. Safie had taken on the more difficult of the two jobs, she had left Jessica to get the fruit and veg while she went down to the fish market.The dust stirred up as Jessica paced back and forth in frustration for the thousandth time. It was no good, Safie just wasn’t coming. Something must be wrong, but what to do. She. We soon re-joined the other guests and Sandy always seemed to be close by me whenever I turned around, but I did enjoy watching her as she lay on her back on a low coffee table and had one guy I later found out was John her husband slamming his cock into her throat whilst another man called Peter was slamming his cock into her tight cunt and a black haired woman was playing with Sandy's nipples. The black haired woman was called Sammy but she was not with Peter no in fact she was here with her. What did you do, Josh?NICOLE: And why didn’t you answer us all day yesterday?JOSH: I got into a pool chair Friday night.NICOLE: Srsly? No way! I thought you hated letting random strange women ride you?AMANDA: You wanted to feel some fresh ass on your face. AmIright?JOSH: Well, maybe.AMANDA: I knew it! You wanted to drink some new pussy juice!NICOLE: So tell us! What happened?JOSH: There’s not much to tell. Some naked women rode my face. That’s all there is to tell.NICOLE: We want details, stud!.