One more thing while I am digressing; this family, Carol,Betty, Agatha and Mr. Williams, there are NO biological females).I met Betty hanging out with...the gang, several boys and girls, all,presumably real, and ignorant of who Betty and I really are, at the foodcourt. Betty and I hugged and kissed each other, as girls are wont to dowhen meeting after a long absence. We spent some time catching up witheach other. I had to make up some stuff because no one knew Betty and Iwere not real but you. Linda giggled at the name, and I asked her what was so funny. “The name. Los Baños is literally Spanish for ‘The Baths’, but the word is the same one used for toilet.” We all chuckled at that. And after lunch at a truck stop, we were taking the highway that would take us to the 101.A few hours later we were entering the Bay Area. We pulled off near Candlestick Park and swapped back, and I was the one driving into the city. Thankfully Holly was acting as navigator, and soon I was on the. He was slobbering so much that the big meaty lapper was splashing in his mouth.Lust overwhelmed Valerie. Her legs were trembling and her mind was reeling. She stepped closer to the beast, fucking her finger up her pussy again. Then she drew her hand away. Her fingers were running with pussy nectar and her palm was awash with the creamy stuff. She held her hand out to the brute's muzzle. His nostrils fluttered and his pale eyes glowed. His long wet tongue shot out and the animal began to slurp. I realised that the world is not so straight forward and full of sex starved fellows, of both sexes. As the couple sex stories became monotonous I looked in to incest stories and was aghast with the contents. They are really horrible. If they are really true such person’s needs to be condemned and hanged in public. How a son can have sex with his mom. It was too difficult to digest. I was deeply hurt for some unknown reason and was thoroughly agitated. After a gap of 15 days again I went to the.