What's up?" I say breathlessly; I've been running for over an hour, and I'm just glistening with sweat."I wanted to tell you that soon we will have aa...… visitor." He smiles, "I just got off the phone with Uncle Louis." Uncle Louis? Are they going to visit us?" I pout since I don't like Uncle Louis nor Dirk, my stupid shitty cousin,"Well, actually, it’s only Dirk. He’s gonna stay here for a couple of days." You’re kidding me, right? Why?" Oh, I know you two didn't get along, but you haven’t even. Our sex was deafening, but the sound of the spanking I was getting was even louder."Move that ass, slut," Chip said, as he slapped my ass again.What ever I was saying was muffled and incoherent, because my face was buried in the pillow. He did this for about five minutes, before roughly grabbing a chunk of my hair, and yanking my body upward. I could see the ceiling above his headboard, which sounded like it was going to go through the wall. The box spring was squeaking. Some of the loudest. Turning to Carl, he said, "You are a descendant of a family with a long and rich history. The Wagners have always been in the transportation industry." I know. My father owns a trucking company. My grandfather owns a taxi company in Chicago," Carl said."I know your father. We went to school together," Tom said."I was not aware of that," Carl said.Tom said, "Wagners do not go into the food industry." Why not?" Carl said."That's business of the Bauers." I don't understand," Carl said.Tom said,. “Holy shit, that feels so damn good,” I said.She didn't answer, she just smiled. She knew I was enjoying it. I laid flat on my back, because I was already coming close to cumming.“Fuck me, suck on your step brother's cock,” I said.She did just that, and my fantasy had come true. Then I leaned up, and put my hands on her head.“It's like an angel blowing me. Keep those lips around my cock like that, and make me shoot my load down your throat,” I said.That struck a wrong cord.“No, I don't want.