Brian s New HousekeeperChapter 10 A True Milking Maid
“Kirstin. Kirstin. Kirstin!” Kirstin shook her head, stopping her woolgathering as she looked up from where she was still kneeling, idling washing her brother’s naked penis. “I think it’s clean. You can stop now” Blushing, she realized she had let herself go off on a tangent, wondering about the missing doors, wondering about the new outfit, the way he had made her show off whilst still in the hall, and, ultimately, the new way he had instigated her milking duties. Flushing, she rose from...