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“Hey there little s*s, fancy a taste?” John asked, pushing his finger towards Anna’s lips.“What is it?” she asked reaching her neck forward to meet him halfway until they were just inches apart.“Just a little cream whipped with brandy” John replied, slipping his forefinger gently between his younger sister’s expectant lips and sighing with pleasure as he felt her soft, skilled tongue flick around its tip, expertly removing every trace of the cream. “Maybe I could get a little more?” he asked,...