The perverted act of having sex with her brother had broken the hypnotic compulsion so she could talk again, but Ronja would have preferred to wait until the effect of the hypnotic trigger faded naturally. John's gaze was right now literally undressing her right there at the kitchen table and Ronja sat by the table with an embarrassing crimson face. Her brother had clearly changed the way he was looking at her after last night. She did her best to ignore him as she started to eat breakfast. “I talked to Carol this morning and it looks like work is keeping her in London for a few days more,” her father said while still busy sorting through the refrigerator. Ronja tensed as she heard her stepmothers name, she had no doubt it would be terrible when Carol saw what kind of clothes she used at school these days. Her father might be oblivious to the details of what happened at home, but ever asian attentive Carol was bound to take notice. It was a relief she was not coming home right now, but would really a few more days allow her to get the money needed to buy clothes modest enough to pass Carol's scrutiny? Actually she supposed there was a possibility she would eventually get a lot of money from the hypnoslut business that the ghost intended them to run. Unfortunately she had no idea what kind of money that would give in the short term. “Mum most be lonely over there, she hate when her business trips get extended and extended,” John commented. “I am considering to make a surprise visit, she will be off work for a few days after her assignment ends. I am just waiting for the next phase of the project to start so I could take some time off. Is it okay with you guys if you are on your own for a while?” Peter asked. Ronja looked at John briefly and he gave her a Hardcore playful wink, she could literately see male lust shining in japanese his eyes. She wanted to shout out her objection about being alone with John, but even her absent minded father might start to ask questions if she voiced any objections about being alone with John. Possibly she could come up with cover reason that could fool him for a while, but the risk seemed large that if she started to express concerns about being alone with John he might get curious. The signs that there was something sexual going on between them would be obvious for anyone paying attention. Even if Peter did not jump to the conclusion they were actually fucking any suspicion about inappropriate things happening would be awkward. “We will do just fine, you have earned yourself a long vacation with mom,” John said. The gaze he gave her as he said the words spoke volumes about what he imagined they would be doing when on their own. Ronja could do nothing but nod and stay silent. She searched for something to stay when her phone suddenly buzzed, Ronja checked the message and found that it was from Jonathan. “Hope you understood what naughty thing that recovers your voice?” the message read. Ronja had been so busy with trying to absorb the details how she got her voice back that she had forgotten about Jonathan not knowing what had happened. Of course he would want to know every detail of fetish what she had done. He probably felt responsible since it was his damn hypnotic trigger about doing something naughty that made her lose her voice in the first place. Problem was of course that Ronja did not want him to know she was fucking her stepbrother. It was starting to get tricky to say what dirty secret that really was most shameful, but Ronja suspected things would be very much worse if her tormentors knew the truth depth of her degradation. Jonathan was already messing with her a lot, but she hoped he did not want to tarnish her reputation too amateur much. If he made her attract too much attention it would be harder for him to sneak away with her without making his official girlfriend suspicious so he should want to keep things secret. If they have the artefact, they would certainly misuse it. My eyes amateur trailed from the floor, up to her ankles, and then slowly made their way upwards as I gazed at her long legs, until finally my eyes came to rest on her round ass that was barely covered by her yoga shorts. He looked so handsome, japanese so powerful and perfect. After lunch, you will come back here and prepare each other while Mistress Sam, Mistress Cheryl, and I supervise.” She looked up and down the four of us and then asked loudly, “Is that understood?” The pleasure surged through me. It built so fast. You used to be a lousy kisser, by the way.” Miguel shook his head, yes to let her know he understood. I moved and laid on the lounge as she started to mount me and I stopped her. 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