Alicia’s Summer Vacation

There was no way out. I grabbed my cock and started stroking
it. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t even look at them as I got it
hard, and finally some cum spurted out onto the floor as the camera
flash went off.

“Can I go now?” I mumbled as I looked down. “Are you through
with me?”

“Almost,” she said. “But you’ve made a mess in here. My dear
little brother, I’d really appreciate it if you cleaned the floor.”

“All right,” I said, starting to get up.

But she pushed me back down to my knees. “No, stay down
there,” she said, smiling at me. “Use your tongue.”

I stared in horror at the line of white goo on the carpet.

“Do you want some fresh cum instead?” Craig snarled at me.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I bent forward to lick it up.

“Look, he’s going to cry,” Craig taunted me. “The little
faggot is going to cry.”

I couldn’t help but cry. As I lapped up the salty goo, Kathy
took another picture, and then one more of me on my knees with tears
streaming down my face.

“Now put on my white lace dress, and go to your room for the
rest of the day,” she ordered me. She waved the last photo in my
face. “You’re going to be a good little sissy from now on, unless you
want me to start showing everyone our new family album.”

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