Because inside my head I can be anything I want and I can bring anyone along to help support what pleases and arouses me. So how does a fantasy start... Well it could be something absolutely true that you witnessed, were told about, or perhaps read. It might be one little snippet or an entire event.Now I want to tell you a story, but before I get to the really good parts I want to tell you the true parts. This list is absolutely true and my memory of each bit of it is very clear. So here. Right now i'm in the middle of a road trip through British Columbia, the Yukon and Alaska. Just me and my cat Tiger.A few days into my trip i was having breakfast in a restaurant in the little town of Invermere, British Columbia. There were two couples at the next table over and they invited me to sit with them. It turns out that they were a couple of sisters with their husbands. All in their late 40s. The sisters were both blondes and had that wholesome soccer mom look. Their husbands were. "FUCK ME, ALLAN! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! AAAGGGHHH! OH, GOD!" She began bouncing on his rigid poker."THAT'S IT, KID!" Allan grunted. "GOD, WHAT A CUNT! UUUNNNGGGHHH! SQUEEZE YOUR CUNT MUSCLES! WWWHHHUUUFFF! THATA GIRL! DAMN, WHAT A FUCK!',"FUCK ME, DOGGIE!" Barb screeched. "FUCK ME! OH, GOD! SHADOW! SHADOW! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" She had bent her neck again and was looking back between her titties at the dog's swinging sac of balls. "JESUS! DO IT! AAAGGGHHH!" GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" Sharon wailed, squirming and. He penetrated her cunt with his firm seven and a half inch weapon all the way to his balls before he started thrusting into her depths. She may have been protesting her dilemma but her insides were slick with her juices and her son's cock glided back and forth in her hole with ease.As he felt his orgasm approaching Willy had a nasty thought. He pulled his spurting prick from his mother's hot cunt and fisted it, sending more streams of his cock juice onto Betty's bare stomach and tits.She was a.