And she could. In that tight top and those ass-hugging shorts dad would let her get away with murder so long as she provided a scapegoat for his anger...“Goddamn, you are such a whore, Valarie,” I snarled at her, my fists balling.“Don't call your sister that!” bellowed Dad. “She's the only one in the family that does her chores. If it wasn't for her, you wouldn't have any food to eat, you ungrateful little shit.”“Alison does the shopping,” I growled. “Valarie doesn't do shit but dress like a tart. You'll be punished again today for not carefully obeying my instructions, not having an original sign. Last time you didn't get a pic from me but 2 days in a row? Hmmm maybe you won't get instructions at all tomorrow? If you can't be an obedient slut then are you even worthy of the time I take to write them? You better really impress me today slut, maybe surprise me by taking some of your whore photos somewhere better lit and more public than you did last time, I don't know. But if you don't. This went on for several minutes until Sonya had her first orgasm, she screamed “stay hard and fuck me, fuck me hard”. Her body shuddered as she was overcome by waves of pleasure, you could tell by her face that she was in the throes of ecstasy. Sonya’s body was covered in sweat from the exertion of her dynamic lovemaking. I knew what was coming next, Sonya’s sweat soaked body glistened in the living room lights. Sonya stood up and then squatted right over my cock. She lowered herself until my. "Your hearing's that good?" She nodded again."Dawn must have said something or done something that put her roommate on alert." She shook off her thoughts. "It doesn't matter. Dawn's going on a date with you, that's what matters."She got a crafty look in her eye, then said, "I told Dawn that I planned on making mad passionate love to you. I wouldn't want to disappoint her." She growled at him and climbed into his lap. "Now, sweeting. We start now."Since she was already in his lap, he simply went.