. I never cleaned anything before..." Terri admitted. Well, I already knew that."Then I think it's time for you to learn some basic homemaking skills,...Terri." I patted her on the head, then told her to stand up. "I'll give you your reward if you do a good job."=====I spent the next hour or so watching Terri figure out how to sweep the floors, make our beds, and even clean furniture. To be honest, a lot of the things were pointless. It was mostly to see her try and reach high shelves to dust. "Do you think you could help me get him back to our RV?"I looked past her at the man in question. He was tipped back in the zero gravity chair and snoring."We can probably get him there," I said, judging the man to be somewhere around a hundred and seventy pounds."I'll make it worth your while," she said, softly.Her meaning was crystal clear, even before she added, "It must be hard, a single man like you, with natural needs, around a little hottie you can't have, like your niece. You need to. "Because our parents lived on farms that abutted one another, your father and I have known of each other as long as we've lived. Since I'm five years younger than David — your father — most of the time when we were growing up, we had little to do with each other. He spent his time with the boys his age, while I spent my time with other young girls. But, I have a secret to tell you: even when I was small, I was smitten by David. It was so obvious to my sisters, that they teased me unmercifully. A strand of hair falls into my face and you gingerly sweep it up with your fingertips and place it behind my ear. You leave your hand on my head, shifting your weight over to one elbow. Your hand never adds any pressure. It's there so you can feel me, not to guide or aid me. I tighten the lips which envelop your member, adding more pressure as my tongue caresses the underside. You make a noise when I press harder with my tongue, adding to the pressure; the noise is somewhere between a gasp and.