Only after my jeans were off did I realize Shyreen was staring at me. My whole body blushed for a moment and I suddenly felt naked."Nice," she grinned...at me. "Least you got the underwear right. Your daddy know you buy lingerie like that?"I shook my head as I pulled on the micro skirt she'd given me. It was bright red in color and barely covered the panties she was referring to but they seemed to fit okay. A thick plastic belt, which made up about a third of the garment, helped hold it in place.. ” I smiled and enjoyed watching her scamper to her room. Her ass was amazing. I couldn’t hear the conversation, but I did notice Sandra’s voice getting louder and more agitated as she talked. She looked dejected when she came back into the living room, “That was Christie. Alyssa’s brother has been perving on them and they want to come over here to escape the twerp.” She screamed out her anger as she slumped on the sofa, “They’ll be here in fifteen, so you are going to need to leave. I. I’m not even gay, but my condition doesn’t care - when I gotta get off, I gotta get off.Of course, nothing beats feeling my brother’s cock inside me. It’s the reason I was born.“You know my type...” he said, and I nodded. I know everything about my brother’s sexual requirements.Everything.“ ... and look, I’m worried that your tits just aren’t big enough to satisfy me.”I looked down in dismay. He wasn’t wrong - I was such a stupid slut that I hadn’t even inherited Mom’s massive boobs. I made a. There were recipe books on the counter that she would be expected to use. Any day that Wendy managed to stay out of trouble she would eat dinner at the table with Burnside after serving her and seating her. Wendy now realized why Burnside had resolved not to punish her during the first day. With all the mistakes she made, she would have been punished non-stop. It would be hard to keep all of it straight tomorrow, when she faced the prospect of real punishment. At the same time, Wendy now.