<div class="floatleft">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/350/3/b/leo_by_jennyverse-d8a4zeh.jpg)</div>"Ahhh...Mikey..." Leonardo closed his eyes and let his head fall back soon after his promiscuous sister had begun to take more of his rock hard member down her throat; the wet sensation of her tongue working it's magic enough to make his green toes curl as he struggled to keep his voice contained. It must have been longer than he had thought since he had last been together with her, because he had forgotten just how good Mikey was at this. They had only just gotten started and already he had practically been reduced to her plaything; to do with however she pleased as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft, soon taking his entire length into her mouth.<br/><br/>By the time she paused for air, Leo was panting and gasping for breath himself. He tried to say something as Mikey complimented his cock, but cut himself off with a grunt of pleasure as she took him in again. Until this point he had done his best to stay as silent as possible, but even his concentration failed when faced with his sister's masterful skill, a moan finally escaping him the instant that she hummed with his member still down her throat. "Oh god...don't stop!"  He clutched the mattress as she began going faster, doing everything he could to hold off his inevitable orgasm for as long as possible. But something told him that that timing of his release was completely Mikey's decision, rather than his own.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/5ca1/f/2015/070/3/0/raph_by_pixeldust86-d8ld69h.jpg)</div>Raphael was just about to go on the attack and teach the two lowlifes a very painful lesson. But before either he or the street punks could make a move, they found themselves joined by a rogue third party; leaping into the fray and telling the trench coat wearing turtle to get to safety. "Hey! Those are my punching bags! Get your own!"  Raph's words went unheeded though, particularly when one of the thieves smacked her on the knuckles with his nunchucks; clearly unhappy to see her.<br/><br/>"Not this pyscho again! This time you're not getting in our wa-UGH!" His threat was cut off when he received a baseball bat to the shoulder for his troubles. The other had jumped back to dodge the vigilante's kick, but was quick to try to move in again so that he could retaliate with his switchblade. Before he could attempt to stab her though, Raph had intercepted him. The turtle reached out and snagged the man by his wrist, and flipped him over his shoulder to hurl him into some nearby trashcans.<br/><br/>He stood back to back with the masked vigilante, the darkness keeping him from making out too much of her besides her weaponry and imposing hockey mask. "I didn't ask for anyone's help. Why don't you go back to Crystal Lake, Vorhees?" He couldn't help but wonder who this person was, but he also couldn't help but be annoyed that he was losing out on some quality ass-kicking because she had butted in on his turf.