Then you’d have to explain it to your boss. Oh wait, that’s Ms. Jameson, isn’t it?” A giggle came from the back seat. “Ms. Jameson probab...ly made you cum all over this ute already, didn’t she? Well, no fun if it has been done.”“Kate, ladies, we have to get up to Fraser or I could get in trouble.”“Oh you are going to get in trouble alright, but it is going to be with us.”“Keep going, Kate! We’ll find a place to stop where you can relive the Professor of his, uh, heavy load.” Everyone. Besides, he was right. My slutty sister and I had both drenched ourselves in way too much perfume, the latest skirmish in our war over Marcel, the handsome, debonair French student that our parents had brought into our home, never suspecting what a turmoil it would create.Elise and I hadn't believed it when our parents had told us we were going to have another exchange student living with us. Mom and Dad had tried it twice before, with disastrous results. Our first guest had been Keiko an. " And you're worried we're going to fire you and never talk to you and you'll miss out on Thanksgiving dinner and..." I am worried." Myra, I told you there wasn't anything to be worried about. Look, I suppose it won't hurt to tell you now that it's not going to happen right away. Our ex-lawyer called this afternoon while you were here and he wanted us to have our parents pretend to be president and vice president of the company until I get my emancipation finalized. He suggested that we make. Now.” Daddy sounds tired, but I can tell he enjoyed the pictures. I quickly move to comply, murmuring softly as soon as my ass hits the mattress. “Good little slut. Now, I want you to pull on your nipples nice and hard for me.” I moan loudly as I obey and pain shoots from my breasts while an unspeakable pleasure spreads through me. “Whose little painslut are you?” Daddy says, his voice low and almost growling. “I am, Daddy.” My voice sounds high and breathy; the sensations shooting through my.