Eva smiled.Kayla was already on her back, still naked, laying on the other side of her mostly clothed sister, who looked like she could sleep for hour...s. I sat up and looked at her. “Kayla,” I said, “I still don’t think this is the best idea. It’s probably going to hurt a lot. I’m really not the one to do this with.”“Are you kidding?” Kayla responded. “After watching you fuck my sister like that, you think I’m going to settle for anything less?”My reluctance did not subside, but my interest in. No turning back now, once the Jessica has been started there is no stop switch. This started the spits slow turning movement. After a quick alignment, making sure the spit was in Jessicas pussy, was all that needed to be done, as the Jessica 3000 did its fearful job. Jessicas fear was building, until this very moment, she had only imagined what it would be like to be spitted alive, now the spit was mere inches from piercing her cervix and entering her belly. As she lay there, in a kneeling. I had come back to Bronx to visit my family and friends and I would be heading back to Atlanta in a couple of days. Mona had gone with her older brother to the store to pick up some food and charcoal for a farewell barbeque for me. For the first time since I had been in New York, there were no visitors around, just me and Mary. It was an exceptionally nice day. Most of the windows in the two-story split-level house were open and, despite the almost insufferable heat, cool breezes blew through. " I was arguing with Robbie. I should know better. The only time I ever won was on the baseball field, and we weren't on the field now. "Why?" I had a chance to check out the judges. The other song wasn't gonna work." So? It's not like we care about winning. It's just one of the requirements for vocals."Robbie gave me one of her looks. The kind you'd give your grandmother with Alzheimer's who couldn't remember her own name. "It's always about winning."I sighed. "Let's see the music."The year.