" "Got it, faggot?"I nodded my head in agreement. "Good girl!" "Now go and clean up my messin the kitchen, then go into the master bedroom and make 'm...' bed."I spent the next few minutes cleaning what Miss Karen asked me to do. Shegot up and went to the guest room as I was in the Master bedroomstraightening her bed and picking up dirty clothes off the floor. "I've put your clothing for the day on your bed, sweetheart. I'm sure itwon't surprise you what you'll be wearing for the day." "I think. Are you ready to talk dirty to me?’ ‘I could,’ Casey nodded. ‘I don’t think saying these things is gonna be as much of a turn-on for me as hearing them from you is, but sure.’ ‘In all things, Casey,’ Monica urged him gently. ‘Not just talking about me. About other people, too. Hold nothing back. Casey, do you like my cunt?’ He blinked. Monica had raised him never to say that. But hearing it now sent a shiver up his spine. ‘I do,’ he said. ‘I’m as in love with your cunt as I am with you.’ ‘Good.. She started to wiggle her ass back and forth as pain eased into pleasure and she was soon fucking him, meeting him thrust for thrust. After what only seemed like moments she orgasmed and he followed filling her with rope after rope of hot sticky wonderful cum. Sitting down he pulled her with him. Keeping himself berried inside of her. He washed her back and himself and gave her the cloth to wash his legs and her front. The stayed like that for a while. Enjoying the water wash over them and the. He dressed in his usual school clothes: shoes, socks, underpants, jeans, and a tee-shirt. “Sis, what is wrong?”“I don’t know, Bro, but I can hardly walk. I need you to help me get to the kitchen. I think that I can walk once I am off the stairs.”Jack helped her to the stairs and tried to help her down them, but they were afraid to press their luck when Harriet nearly fell. Jack said, “I have an idea. You climb on my back and hold on with your legs and one arm. Use the other arm on the bannister.