“Oh, that,” said Vanessa, a little reluctantly. “I hadn’t really meant to say anything about that quite yet, but I let myself go and it kind o... slipped out. See, I think you should come live with me in the main house, and I was hoping to persuade you to move in this afternoon. The place is definitely big enough for two. Of course there would be some domestic duties...”“Such as?” I enquired.“Well,” said Vanessa, with a cheeky grin, “you’d have to fuck my brains out every night for a. I was taking my daily pleasure today in one of our more common settings. I sat in a leather easy chair in my "drawing room", my half-finished scotch temporarily forgotten on the side table, as the little teen executed her obligation. Behind her was the glass front of a trophy case, in the reflection of which I could enjopy the vision one of my favorite little get-ups. At my insistence, today she had shed her blouse, her little A-cup bra, and her pleated skirt, and was kneeling in only her white. My balls began throbbing as her virgin ass stretched open around my cock, and I hoped I could keep from cumming long enough to get a good ass fuck. She was crying steadily now and I figured it couldn’t get much worse for her, so when I was in as far as the fattest part of my head I rammed it home. She screamed as I tore into her tight young ass, and I started fucking the hell out of the little slut. Her ass was the tightest, hottest fuck I’d ever had and I pounded into it as hard as I. Even more of a plus, though, is that it seems like I stand less of a chance of being vomited on.” I was laughing before I knew it, happier than I was willing to admit that Matt was there with me. But I wasn't supposed to be so glad that he was there. He wasn't even supposed to be there. “You can go if you want, Matt. I don't know how long this'll take, and...” “Don't be ridiculous. I'm not going to leave you lying in a hospital bed by yourself.” He cupped the side of my face in.