"You looked better before," he said."That's your cock talking."He laughed again. It was a nice laugh, the kind of sound that made youwant to smile alo...g."What's your name?" I asked."Becky."We walked along towards the park exit together, in a companionablesilence. All the drunkeness seemed to have been cleared from my system, Iput my hands in my pockets, jiggled my genitals happily and kept myfingers tight around the ring."Do you want it back?" I asked. "To turn back. I suppose somebody. Miller shined his flashlight on me, watching as I exposed myself to him. I heard him moan. Oh those are nice titties baby, so firm. He moved closer to me and I didnt see his hand but suddenly he was massaging one of my tits. I whimpered when he pinched a nipple between his fingers hard. My nipples both go rock hard at that. Mmm..you like that baby? No..Mr. Miller dont.. Call me sir..just sir. And he dropped the flashlight, putting his other hand on my free tittie and soon he was rubbing and. . incestuous," said Kathy softly."I'm sorry," I said automatically. "I just don't know another term for it." It just seems natural and normal to me," said Kathy. "We've always lived together, and he always made me feel good, and I've loved him for as long as I can remember. It's like we've always been married." Can I ask you some questions?" I asked. "Just out of curiosity... as a sociologist?" No," said Kathy, standing up and going to the fridge to get something to drink.Randy and I both. Patty was having the most trouble. She cringed every time she touched her lips. Carol was trying to avoid the spot that I cut on my first strike. It seemed as if Denise was the only one that had a clear shot at winning. Suddenly, Patty put two fingers into her vagina and pumped them in and out while playing with her clit. She arched her back off the floor and screamed. She pulled her fingers out of her and continued to rub her clit. Surprising the hell out of me, clear liquid shot from her.