My eyes fluttered, little stars dancing across my vision. I surveyed the world around me. The world I would create.It was amazing.“Incest is the bes...!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. “Everyone! It’s okay to fuck who you want! You don’t have to feel guilty! You don’t have to be jealous! Love and sex aren’t the same! Be happy and have fun! Fuck right here!”My sister nibbled on my clit.“You!” I gasped at the watching guy. “Go fuck that woman in the red dress!” My eyes snapped to the woman. I keep licking up and down her, faster and faster, tasting the sweet juices running out of her, and her hips moving in unison with my tongue. Her back is arching and she's moaning loudly, saying; " Oh daddy! That's it daddy! Eat me daddy! Oh god! I love your tongue! Oh god! I'm so close! " I take my tongue and form it into a U shape and start fucking her virgin hole with my tongue, moving faster in and out of her. Her sweet juices are running out onto my thrusting tongue, and all over my face.. .. They were both young women, very good looking, and always dressed to kill, or, as I looked at it, dressed to draw the attention of the other sex. And they were very successful at it. But that wasn't the show for me. The show was the variety of ways the pair shot down their eager suitors.At first, most of the regulars took turns at one, the other, or both, but after a couple weeks, they stopped trying. For a while I worried that the duo would stop coming in. But, there always seemed to be a. Clara appreciated his cooperation and left with new hope, giving the apathetic clerk a look of disapproval on her way out.The visit to the hospital did not produce anything. Hungry and tired after a long flight and daylight slowly fading, Clara decided it was time to check in at the hotel and, after a warm shower, get something to eat. She wanted to get to bed early and take advantage of the next day in search of clues on the whereabouts of her sister. She tossed and turned, and was unable to.