“You gonna fuck me with that big cock, huh big brother?”“I was thinking about it, but were supposed to be doing chores right now.”“Don't wor...y, I'll make sure we...oooooooooh god!” Rita yelled as I plunged into her.She nuzzled her face into my neck and held onto me as I worked in and out of her atop the washing machine. The shaking was really adding to the sex as I would vibrate upon entry and exit of her pussy, hence the reason for being on the washer in the first place. She stuck her tongue. She gasped and groaned again this time the groan singled for me to eat her pussy.I moved the material of fabric that covered her moistening cunt and began to dine. My hard cock pressed against the mattress as I pleasured her. It didn't take long and she was on the edge of climax. However it was at that moment I got up off the bed and started toward the bathroom.A disappointed look came over her face. Why did you stop she asked me. I smiled and said I have to start that porch hun. Gees she. Embarrassingly, my nipples were swollen and there was a damp spot on the front of my panties. "Mr. Jones," I said, "Please let me go now." He smiled at me. "Kimberly," he said, "I don't think you understand the situation. When you said you'd do anything for me, I think you meant it. And I intend to exploit that to its full advantage." He stopped smiling. "In fact, you have to give everything to me: If you do every thing I say from now on, I'll make sure nobody ever sees these. If you disobey me. Tasha laughed. ?Poor baby, let’s see what we can do.?Tasha gently helped her shuffle over to the side edge of the desk and helped her turn so she could lean her abdomen on the warm wood. ?Bend over, hon.?Sarah’s gasped, but obeyed without thinking, her breasts pressing into the wood. Her bottom felt exposed, and she felt cool air brush her swollen pussy as it peeks from between her bound thighs. The box was right in front of her face, but Tasha lifted it out of sight and Sarah stared at the far.