She sounded like she might cry, and yet she also sounded breathless. “Maybe if you told me first, baby brother.”Oh, those words, baby brother, mad... me so hard.“I have the whole Mommy/Son thing. Probably because Mom died when we were young. But I also have a Daddy thing, I have to admit,” I said. “Not sure why because Pop was such an asshole.”Abby let out a breath. “I have those same things going on. I do. I fantasize all the time about all kinds of i****t. And I have a brother thing, for. "Roger," I started quietly, "Roger, you may well be right in that I am a secret whore but that is something I have only just found out. At first I gave myself to him in the hope of getting an easement of our punishment for tomorrow but after we got going, I really wanted him and wanted him so badly. I'm a woman Roger and I only really found that out such a short while ago. As for being a prick tease, when have I ever given you the smallest hint that I would take you in my body? Never. Maybe. Chelsea sees Annie struggling and gets out of her car and goes to helps Annie into her place. She leads Annie over to the couch and sits her down. She then heads to the kitchen for something to drink and pours two glasses of wine. She grabs the tissues as she heads back to the living and hands a tissue and one of the glasses to Annie. Annie nods her thanks, wipes her tears and takes a drink of the wine. Chelsea sits next to her caressing her arm and back trying to calm her down. A few hours. It doesn’t take much for me to orgasm, I am wracked with spasms and I squirt fluid over her face, the second wave comes and she catches my squirt in her mouth and swallows it and she slows her attentions and softly cleans my cunt of it’s cum, I am sure she tastes the rapist’s cum too.She turns her head to look at me and says she has always wanted to do that to me, she has worked for me for years and I didn’t even realise she had the hots for me. I pull her to me and hold her close, whispering.