I sat back down and had just lifted a spoonful of chili up to my mouth when Sara kid of raised up, leaned over to the right and let out a sustained fa...t."Sara!"She looked back at my sister, as innocent as Mother Theresa. "What? It was the dogs."That got a snort from Jill, who looked over at the two innocents on the rug by the door."Bozo. Shame on you."Bozo raised his head, got up and walked over to Jill as if he'd been summoned.The next one up was Mom. She was blatant about it, leaning forward. The Piney Woods of Texas, and in particular the area from Vidor to Jasper has been highly successful in battling the inroads of Godless Secular Liberalism. The fore-guard of the UnGodly, the Papists and Jews, fear to settle in this region and those of inferior races know their places. Every day the members of the wishy-washy Churches of the Wimps like Episcopalians, Methodists and Presbyterians leave their weak-kneed congregations and come over to the Strict Observance of the Bible. A good. .his fingers wrapped in my hair, tugging me and pushing me back each time he took shallow pumps into my mouth. I took a deep breath and moved closer, feeling his cockhead bump the back of my throat, I gagged and coughed, only causing him to push harder, sliding into my throat, my nose to his pelvis.Suddenly, I felt a second set of hands, my eyes tearing up as Phil stuffed my throat. Craig's hands roamed from behind my back and over to the front of my tits, pinching and massaging before letting. And here I was, stuck in some weird "acid flashback" dreamland as a GIRL for cryin' out loud, looking for the blasted thing."If I ever get out of here, Dottie," I muttered to my absent girlfriend. "We're gonna have to talk about this..." Hey, babe, who ya talkin' too?"That snapped me back to reality -- well, whatever passed for reality in this place anyway. I looked around to see where the voice had come from but didn't see anything but a bunch of mushrooms around the base of one really large.