But Billy didn’t respond. He was busy running his tongue up and down my slit, stabbing with his tongue as if he was fucking me with it. Now and then... his tongue would graze my clit and I would buck my hips to meet his mouth. But he was oh so clumsy. He was too inexperienced, too youthful to know how to please a woman in that way.In a way, found his lack of experience hot. More than likely, his mother’s cunt was the first he tasted.After a few minutes of his enthusiastic lapping, he finally came. “C’mon, relax sis, it won’t hurt” he added.Paul asked me to lie on the bed. I declined his offer but to no avail. He pulled me to the bed. I reluctantly lay on the bed a bit surprised by my brother’s actions.“Wow, you are pretty,” he commented.Paul’s fingers began to roll my nipples, I couldn’t keep quiet and I let out a slight moan.Paul smiled at me and said, “You like?”I nodded back at him and in a way that only encouraged him.I could see Paul was turned on. He was only wearing his boxers and. ”“Will he come to the house?” I asked, suddenly anxious about meeting the man I fully expected to become my wife’s lover.“He said he’d pick me up at the gate. It wouldn’t be so embarrassing for any of us.”As if on cue, the loud coarse sound of a car horn came from the end of the drive. My tummy filled with butterflies; I felt sick but tried as hard as I could not to let it show.“That’s probably him,” I mumbled.“Yes,” Kate replied flatly.For a moment I wondered whether she was expecting me to. Her hot pink petticoat was peeled off and tossed to the back of the stage, her black boyshort underwear coming next. The dominatrixes, Cerise and made a comment about how wet she was and the other, Bailey, ran her middle finger across her moist slit. Emma found herself skirting the dance floor to get a better look. Several of the other patrons had their eyes fixed on the girl as her black bustier was unzipped and discarded. Her breasts were perky, topped with pert rosy nipples. Her ass was.