I checked my hair one last time. I had a few butterflies in my stomach, but mostly was just jittery with anticipation. It wasn't unusual for me to be nervous before performing, but this wasn't my normal dance, or the normal person before which I'd be dancing.

"My God… Your cock is soooo Beautiful," I whispered.



"Uhg…"





"You're such a naughty boy…."





"No, Sis…"





"Is this what you want, huh? Your big sister playing with your big, fat cock? You're such a bad, bad boy, Ron!"





"Aw fuck!"





"God… Look at this thing… You're oozing out so much slime, Bab