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Chapter #13

A knock on the door

    by: Zygansky Author IconMail Icon
Phoebe's face was by now contorted in ecstasy. Her hands were swiftly traveling over her own body, pinching her breasts and stroking her thighs. She grabbed the pillow she had been humping and resorted to a slow and hard rubbing. "So good. Greg, please more. Just a bit."

Knock Knock. The knocking on the door was very careful. Phoebe yelled "STOP", frantically dismounted from the pillow, and disappeared under her blanket. With a shaking voice she managed to say. "Come in". The door opened and a little girl in a pink unicorn nightie slipped into the room, carefully closing the door without making any noise. "Bridget. You should be in bed. Why do you dist....what do you want?" When she looked what the little girl was carrying she moaned. "Not again. You know what happens if mom or did find me helping you with your homework. Just remember..." She seemed to shudder. "I am sorry sis. I really tried hard but it is so much. And I forgot about the time." The little nightie flew along with the body when it turned from right to left. "Please help me. You can do it really fast. I know. But why do you look tussled?" Phoebe frowned. "What did you answer mum when she asked you about your homework?", ignoring the last question. "I said that all was completed, and I showed her all but mathematics. She had little time and did not ask for it." Phoebe pondered and said. "You have to learn to solve your own problem. Mum told me that I face dire consequences if I do your homework. This is cheating. Now go down again, quietly."

Bridget still turned her body one way, then the other. Then she hopped on Phoebe's bed and asked. "Who is Greg? Is he your boyfriend? Is he in the room? And what is this?" Her hand was resting on the bump where the blanket was rising from the pillow Phoebe had been humping.

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