His lips were just about near her perfect, pierced bellybutton, the cute little chain there mirroring his own. He still remembered how happy they were holding hands and getting them pierced together a few months ago. Her word and her touch were just too sweet, too wonderful, too perfect. It barely took more than a slight little touch and a tug for Sammie to burst all over the tile floor. "It's perfect." He gasped, his whole body shaking as she tugged him off with the lightest touch after all the teasing he'd gone through up until now.<br/><br/>He smiled up at her, a goofy, dumb, smile of a happily satisfied slut in her thick makeup. He would have kept kissing down to her pussy and spent the rest of the night there if they hadn't been interrupted. He glanced up at Johnny.<br/><br/>"Clarissa likes my girly cock." He pouted, wrapping his arms around his sister and giving her a kiss on the cheek. "But she deserves real ones too I suppose." He admitted with a smile to her. He was in post-orgasmic haze and didn't want to fight about who was calling him what at the moment. Why not just enjoy everything to the fullest tonight and worry about the rest of it tomorrow.<br/><br/>"Go on." He encouraged his sister with another soft hug and kiss. "Tell me how you want me to help and I'll do it." He beamed at her. It was her turn to take that big dick wherever she wanted now!