She had rubbed herself occasionally but had never been sucked by anyone. As an experienced lesbian, Anne-Marie knew when to change the pace of her ton...ue work. When she sensed that Jessie was ready, she flicked her tongue on her lover’s clit and Jessie exploded. Her hips moved up and down with such vigor that she slammed her cunt against Anne-Marie face. Anne-Marie got up and pushed the table against the nearest wall and began to undress. Jessie was still sitting recuperating from her orgasm. I needed her to lick my cock. If she did, she would be such a good, little sister.As if sensing my need, Jane pulled away, her cheeks flushed. She glanced down and gasped at the sight of my dick. My little sister shuddered, her small breasts jiggling in her belly shirt. She drew in a deep breath and said, “Do you need me to... ?”I nodded. “You’d be a great, little sister if you did.”“Of course!” she gasped. “I’m your little sister.”I groaned at the incestuous contact of her hand grabbing my. “I guess, though, remember that, in you ever need some cash fast.”“Shit. I guess,” she said. Soon they were home.The next night they went to The Madonna’s Orgasm, a little more upscale club. He danced with her some, and then a whole new crowd of guys wanted to dance with her. He was bemused. What attraction did she have, here in Hell? Was it because she was a relative newcomer? She was easily passing for one of the bound, but none of the other bound women seemed as popular as she was. What was. "I mean, some hero was fighting them," Aaron continued, "but they gavehim the slip..." Or they paid him to let them go," I added with a shrug.Aaron gave me a look of shock and disbelief. "No way... Superheroescan't be bought." Everyone can be bought," I pointed out with a roll of my eyes. "Youjust need the right price."Aaron just stared at me like I'd kicked a puppy or something. He was anice kid, but definitely naive. He probably still thought that SantaClause was real and that politicians.