I also thought back to when she’d visited in Chicago and had given me the option of ‘breakfast or a good screw’.“Jesus, big brother, are you a...fraid of me?” she asked when she saw that I’d stopped.“I’m just confused,” I said. “I’m not sure what’s going on.”She smiled, “What’s going on is that I wanted to be alone with you. Really alone. So we could talk, or cuddle, or whatever.”“Or whatever?” I grinned.“Talk, cuddle, screw, you pick,” she said.“Let’s cuddle,” I said.She smiled, “Good choice. Get. So I immediately remembered that girl who had called me earlier and thought why not give her a chance?So I called her. Let’s call her ‘Suchi’, for the sake of the story. So I pitched her, the idea and she also agreed. And that was how we met.For a month, both of us were very professional and we only contacted each other about work matters. But here and there, we were able to find out few details about each other. That was when I learned that she just had a bad divorce. She was just 24 at that. Forcing her head and mouth deep onto his cock. He told her that she was his slut until he filled her mouth with his cum. He had her shirt pulled up off of her tits letting them bounce and swing as she sucked him. He told to suck him well or he would hold her head and fuck her mouth hard again. This really turned her on as she likes to be told what to do. He pulled her mouth off and made her suck his shaved balls while licking his cock up and down. He had one hand holding the back of her head. Get back in bed. I'll be back with some medicine in a few minutes." Ugh .. OK daddy." Amanda Plopped back into bed feigning dizziness.'Woo! It worked! Three day weekend for meeee'A few minutes later John came back with some reddish syrup, a glass of water, and some chicken noodle soup. After the contents of the cough medicine were consumed, he set the bowl of soup next to her bed. "Make sure you eat your soup and get plenty of rest today. If you feel up to it, check on your brother and make.