So as long as you’re with me then I’m willing to try them as well.”There was a nervous, hesitant look in her eyes, but something else as well. A...kind of resolve and confidence I hadn’t seen before.Kissing her lightly on the lips I asked, “So you’re ready to suck Dusty off as well?”We both burst out laughing, breaking the tension. “Ummmm, maybe… you first though.” She replied with a nervous half-smile.“Come on, let’s get breakfast started.” I headed for the kitchen and the sound of Dusty. "Sue shrugged and lit a cigarette. She paused to exhale before answering him."I don't feel that way about Don and Janice... but then I guess you're sort of a fifth wheel when there's just the four of us. They sure as hell don't neglect me, though; that Janice sure knows how to turn me on. God, she's good at it."Ben was silent for a few moments. He had something to say, and he wasn't exactly sure how to put it. Sue sensed his predicament almost immediately, and she turned to look at him."What's. Ellen, frightened out of her mind, dropped to her knees, her tits bouncing. She stared at Lynne's cunt, a strange sensation coming over her. "No," she moaned.Janice stepped close. "I want my pussy sucked too." She reached down and grabbed Ellen's hair. "Lick." She jammed Ellen's face in her cunt. "Lick."Hot buttery juice washed over Ellen's face. She choked as some cunt- cream trickled into her throat. With Janice pulling on her hair, she darted out her tongue and slithered it into her sister's. "You were at my Aunt's house." Then her face clouded. "Is it all burnt?" I believe so. The memories can't be replaced, but the house can." You're an FBI agent, right?" Yes." Sorry. I probably got introduced, but everything is still ... It's like a haze." I know, and yes, we met before. I'm Agent Ling." Agent Ling, will you tell me the truth, if I ask you a question?" If I can." Is John alive?"Ling smiled. She was glad to hear that question."Yes, Jessica, he is. I know he wants to see you, but.