If you haven’t read the first part of this story, here’s the address: http://www.lushstories.com/stories/incest/virginia.aspx   The day after Virginia had given me that awesome head, I was sitting on the couch pondering, when she came home, and I noticed it...

Sure, you could say that she is my sister. But that is just a word, like table or cow. At least that’s how I would like to think of it. But is it right to think of her as less...