Jessie put her seatbelt on, and then her fingers reached up and wrapped around you. She dropped you on the filter of a fresh American Spirit. You glanced over and saw Colleen, her eyes open wide as she watched Jessie move you towards her mouth. You couldn’t believe you’d shared your fetish with your sister, and felt oddly embarrassed as Colleen watched.
“Oh Jess, you really don’t…”
Your words were cut short by her soft plum lips pushing you into the butt of the cigarette. You heard the click of the lighter and seconds later smoke flowed over you as the cigarette dangled from Jessie’s lips.
“Jessie…” you heard Colleen say. “Did you just put your brother on your cigarette?”
“It’s his thing,” Jessie said, rolling her eyes, the cigarette, bobbing up and down as she spoke, making you dizzy.
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