Then I am walking past people. They stare at me. Some of the men are pointing and laughing. I hear a woman call out, “Get some clothes on, you silly... bitch.” I keep walking, desperate to locate my things and get covered up.I hear a man call out, “Lovely tits.” I cover my breasts with my arms, but I know that all the men are staring at my private parts now, and can see my shaved pussy clearly as I walk past. I feel so ashamed and embarrassed, terrified of being so exposed in front of all these. It was rape but it wasn’t. Whoever was pumping into her was doing it in a very loving manner. So she responded in the same way. As orgasms go it wasn’t strong but it certainly triggered her partners release too. It sure filled her up in a hurry. She could feel him deflate and quickly gathered some toilet paper for the fluids that would flow out of her soon.For Herb it had been short but glorious. Wilma soaked up their fluids with the t. p. And then he lifted her up and kissed her deeply. It was. I held her in a fine embrace again. This was the kinky move I made which set prelude to our love life.Mom served me a fantastic lunch. More than the lunch I admired her beautiful body, longing more and more to hug her and love her.I said. ‘I love you mom,’ with real love of a man inside me for her.‘I love you too,’ she said with her usual mom’s love. I want her to remain my mom even if she becomes my love.I hung on to mom whenever we were alone. I would just be around her, touch her from behind. “Hulda, are ya right sure you’re not asking too much of Ariel?”Hulda considered Ariel. “You’re still doing okay?”“Yeah, although awfully curious about your surprise.”“In here an I’ll tell ya.”Ariel stepped through the door into a small room. A warn mattress and coverlet filled most of the floor. Clothes were hung on a rod above three simple wooden shelves. Ariel recognized two of the leather tops Hulda wore when she plied her trade along with some utilitarian smocks and outer garments. Ariel.