After a while, getting stares on the street gets wearing.Not that people are usually hostile - most places we've visited, people are curious, but frie...dly. Still, it's a real relief to be just another couple rather than Exibit "A". Especially when you are just another couple.Over the years, you get to know all the stereotypes. It seems every possible combination has its own set, some more insulting than others. Perhaps we shouldn't complain; white male/asian female is one of the most common. Only one problem with that – Since there were no other girls in my school that were like me at all, my attraction started to turn towards the only girl like me – You guessed it – Julie. I wasnt sure if these feelings were friendship, sexual, pure love, or … Whatever. I just knew that I liked her. Yeah, Id call her hot, but never around people, and certainly never around her. I just ignored it and kept on living life, knowing that nothing would ever happen between us, since she was my sister. Or. The waiting was more than Melanie could take. “Go ahead Bridgie, hunker down over your mother’s mouth. I want to watch her make you cum!” Melanie said, watching my body hover over my mother’s face. Slowly, I started to lower myself and it hit me that I was actually going to be eaten by my own mother. The thought of that moistened my pussy even more. I could even feel my clitoral hood retract to reveal my pink clit. It poked out so prominently and so wet, it was dripping from the tip. I was. So you do the dish again, until it 'feels' clean.''Just the right amount of hot water and suds helps, of course!' I chuckled.As we sat on the couch in companionable silence, there was a muted cry from Selene's room. Katrina cocked her head, and said absently, 'Kasey. I can recognise her anywhere, even if we were in the middle of a loud orgy.'She smiled, and said, her eyes dancing, 'And I have, too!'There was a soft long drawn-out wail not long afterward. Katrina, listening, and said softly,.