“You are one hot bitch. Good material for a whore indeed. But then again, Ms. Brendan always had a keen eye for that.”Donna breathed happily as sh... both enjoyed the aftermath of her orgasm and the compliments. Her sopping fingers curled around in her holes still scratching the ever-present itches.“Now let’s close the door, as we don’t need the others to hear all your screaming, right?”Donna looked up at the open door and understood immediately everyone must have heard her obscenities. What. I remained silent, but I started to shake abit.Roger held me tighter. "Are you OK?" Randy asked, noticing my shaking."I... I... I think I'd like a kumquat," I said, embarrassed. "Maybe justhalf."Mom smiled and nodded her head. "I think that's a good decision," shesaid. "This can't be easy to hear. But give her a whole one, not a half.She deserves it. She can handle it."Randy went to the fridge to get the kumquat. Of course, the minute it wasout of its container I could smell it, and for those. She felt the excitement building yet again, but she tried to concentrate. The black man was grunting now, even lifting his heavy body up against hers as he drew closer to his own climax."Oh yeah, bitch, you getting me good now. That's the way, fuck me good! You want this cock, don't you? You want my cum inside you, you fucking slut!" Obscenities poured from his mouth as he got even closer to his climax.Then, with a groan of pleasure, he reached up and pulled Anna's hips down, forcing her. Eating the same meals each week.It felt good to know that I wasn’t alone in my mixed and confused feelings. And as talking to Charlotte helped me to relax, and come to terms with these feelings, as we moved onto the third bottle of wine, we entered a new phase. A giggly conversation about the handsome Daryl and his ‘gentlemanly’ attributes. As Charlotte described the first time she’d taken his big cock into her body, I found myself blushing again and squirming at the thought of what it would.