<em>"My sister."</em>She respond truthfully.   Her gaze drops to this cock like a predators.   Yet she denies herself of partaking of his cock.  She smell the other scent of  Eeca.   But the strongest is the pre-cum on the tip of his cum.  The beaded pearl that sits on the small slit.   Yet she steels herself.   She cannot lose control,  she must dictate.<br/><br/>The question now remained as she denied herself.   Would this  drive her arousal, lust the libido of hers to insane heights.  Where ration thoughts could not be reasoned.<br/><br/><em>"Come on lets head to the beast ranch.  I wish to see someone."</em>It has been over a day since she seen Daxter.   However she did not want to leave Cash alone.  Showing a bit of compassion in her.  Or was it just being protective of what she owns.