As the thing had been pulled out, what was left were Lydia's pretty, smooth red lips creating as stark a contrast as her sex and anal areas. There wa... a tongue that slithered out from between the lips. As though it were searching for something. Not just that it was searching for something, but searching hungrily for something is the same way that her sex twitched, and pushed out.. so the tongue slithered out all dripping with drool and hungry. In addition there was the mewling and gentle. Gasping as a shock went through me, I pressed both handsto my head as slight pain accompanied it, then moved them aside as itpassed just as quickly."Do you understand me," I heard my former voice say from next to me."Yes I understand you," I replied as I turned to her, realising onlythen that she had spoken in fluent dutch to me, and I had responded init."It works Em, it really works," I told Emily as I nearly squealed andjumped to my feet. "What else can I get Anniek, this is hot, very hot,"I. "You were right," I said. "All of you. It was my fault. I let all of us feel safe because of the stupid agreement. I let myself feel safe and I hurt Rhonda. I don't feel safe anymore and I'm frightened that I'll hurt one of you." Hush, my love," Courtney said. "We all know that you would never hurt us intentionally. We'll all just have to be double-careful. It's not just your responsibility. Rhonda knew she wasn't protected. She told Donna that she was in control the whole time and it was all. And the dirtier, the nastier the content and the language was the better. There was one story, or series that Jo liked because it seemed tailor-made for what she wanted to do with her brother; or at least, more tailor-made than most other stories. That story was "Without restraint" by Will Wanton. A story about a sister discovering her brother's perverse lust for her, and then exceedingly indulging him and herself with nasty incestuous sex in a series filled with the filthiest of dialogue. Jo.