after our mother. Come to my room when you get home later. My smile is blinding, and I bite my lip like my high-school crush is flirting with me. I glance around to make sure no one can see and lift to my tiptoes, giving him a chaste kiss. “We’ll move on to our next lesson,” I whisper. “And I want to hear your voice while I’m bouncing all over your cock, big brother.”
