She ground into my hard prick. Debbie was sweating when she got back to the table. She said she needed a break to cool off. It was the 11:00PM br...eak and we went out to the car. I told her I was getting drunk. She said she was well on her way, feeling no pain. She said she'd seen me humping the last chic I'd danced with. I told her it was because I'd just seen her with a lewd, sexy grin on her face. She laughed and said Steve had pressed his hard-on into her crotch and told her he. He looked to Donna, standing at his side.“Welcome back,” she smirked as his body continued, machine-like, to fuck his sister.“Sister Lizzy?” he croaked, happy to see a sports bottle being brought over by Sister Abby.“Oh, she’s not home anymore, brother dear,” Donna replied. “Hasn’t been for a while. I have to admit, that’s partly our doing as well. You started fucking her and we started biting.”Jason slowed to a stop, slowly backed away.“Make her comfortable...” he fumbled at the cock. ‘I mean, duh, mom is a genie, after all.’Cypress’ first thought was something along the lines of ‘yeah fucking right’, but she didn’t get much chance to express that. Ephasia was steering her down a long, colonnaded corridor, past a number of rooms shielded only by thin, sheer curtains. Which, as it turned out, did not keep her from seeing what was going on in some of those rooms. Oh my god, Cypress thought, forcing her gaze straight ahead. As if some harem girl telling me I’m half-genie isn’t. I’ll see what the boss has to say first.”“Right, see you dude. Don’t know how you get around in those sunglasses.”Lisa turned back to her conversation with Chen and Jet watched her for another moment before entering the hallway completely. When the door shut behind him the noise of the club was muffled. He walked to the third door on the right and rapped his knuckles on the frame.“Yup!” came the reply, and Jet turned the rickety knob and went in.The office was small, one long florescent bulb.