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She panted to the pace of his thrusts and from the sound of it John was enjoying himself a lot. Suddenly she heard the ghost talking. “Answer truthfully, do you want you brother Hardcore to talk dirty and remind you that you are his stepsister? Tell your brother what dirty talk get you off!” the ghost asked. Ronja wanted to keep her mouth closed, but her body refused to obey her. “I want you to talk dirty. Remind me who I am to you as we fuck. Tell your stepsister what a slut she is that enjoys this so much,” Ronja's body said. She got no intimidate response from John, but the intensity of his thrusts increased. Instead the ghost intervened again. “Answer truthfully, what will you think if he feels you up when nobody are looking?” the ghost asked. “If you take advantage of nobody watching us and touch me, I will be tits wondering when the next time we will fuck like this. What bondage gear will I wear as you take advantage of me like this,” Ronja responded. She felt his fingers dig into her skin as he heard her words. “Dirty little stepsister, you have been begging to whore for your brother, have you not?” he challenged her as he increased the pace of his thrusts slightly. “Wiggling your little cute slutty ass in front of me, your stepbrother,” he continued in a teasing tone. Ronja realized that the ghost could keep using the hypnotic trigger to make her admit more and more dirty thoughts. At best she could hope for the ghost to make a question that did not hit one of her kinks, but the ghost teen could not keep trying. shaved What if she started to talk dirty herself? Might that keep the ghost satisfied so he did not intervene anymore? “Yes fuck me,” Ronja answered, “your stepsister is at your mercy.” He groaned in response as he kept fucking her. “Nobody must know our secret,” Ronja urged. “You are my slut,” John responded. “Your secret little slut,” Ronja responded. She was a bit worried her talk would get her into a lot more sex with John, but honestly she could not imagine the ghost letting her off the hook. In some way or another she would most likely end up fucking John again. If she did the talking she might perhaps make the terms. “I imagine myself sneaking into your room as you sleep. Fetching your bondage gear and handcuff you. As you wake up groggy from sleep I silence you by pushing my cock into your mouth,” John said. He was still fucking her with a steady pace, and Ronja felt herself reacting on his words. “What do you do then to your sister?” she asked. “When you are too horny to object I put you on your back,” John said. “Your hands are handcuffed behind your back so you can't move them. I tie your feet to the bedpoles so your slutty cunt is spread for me and then I take you perky missionary style. Looking into your eyes as push the full length of my cock inside you. 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