"Please," I reply."And try not to use all the hot water!" Ophelia teases."Really?" I retort. "After what we were talking about yesterday, a coldshower...will probably do you good!" I wonder what will happen if I turn on every tap in the kitchen?"Ophelia asks, causing me a brief moment of panic."Okay, okay!" I yell, rinsing the conditioner out of my hair andturning off the shower. "All yours!" After breakfast," Ophelia says, smiling as I emerge from the bathroomwith a towel wrapped around my torso. Her tits had gotten bigger. She seemed to be about a C now."Aw big brother needs help," she said. My eyes widened as she got into my bed and lay right next to me and taking my cock and whispering into my ear. "Were gonna have so much fun together big brother." She licked my neck before moving her hand faster making sure I came quickly. She licked her lips and cleaned up the mess. "Now I will be downstairs see you there when you clean up." She winked at me got up off the bed and walked out.What. I explained thatMother and I seemed to have an unwritten / unspoken agreement that I'dstay with her after their divorce and I wouldn't be a pig like my fatherand help Mother with cleaning and laundry. I didn't really think of it as'maid's' work.Mother returned with a few large bags and sat on the sofa. Jack and Iwere to stand and watch as them emptied the bags in front of us. "It doesn't matter to me which of you believes that helping around thehome is 'maids' work, but Miss Robins and I have. Then he stopped pulled out and made me close my legs he straddled me and slid his dick back in while he was sitting on top of my legs. His dick was rubbing against my clit every time he thrust in and pulled back out. I was loving it. He was completely in control I couldn't even move and every time I said anything he told me to shut the fuck up. He wanted complete control and I was fine with that. Once he got enough of that he stopped got up and told me to turn over so I did, and got up on my.