<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a0/28/aa/a028aaf5338bc0376d12d6714a23c0ac.jpg)</div>Each touch,  further weaken the sister.   The completing emotions both spiraling out of control in fierce competition within her.  The life long condition screaming in her thoughts that she is condemning herself to hell.   That she is being seduced into sin by the devils own.   That the three will turn their back on her.   While her body craved more and more of his touch.  And it is tearing her apart emotionally.  It did not help when his lips pressed to her and it causes her to shiver.   Nor did it help that she is basically in underwear that woudl have been worn by the whore of Babylon.  An this is the demon's form of dress.  Her breasts barely are contained in the small top.<br/><br/>The kissing along her neck  has her nipples so hard and pointed pushing against the thin material of the skimpy top that she felt that they would poke through.<strong>"By the Trin......"</strong>She cut it off, another plea that comes spewing out.    She is not sure what to cry out, for him to stop or for him to continue.   Her very soul  is at risk.