Hot Summer Job/Interrupt Larissa and try to explain
"YEAH, um, because you don't normally get spanked, right?"
Larissa puts a finger to her lips in earnest contemplation. "Not a lot, no."
"There. See?" you ask no one, as if you somehow proved a point.
"...but never like that."
"Like what?" asks Kylie.
"First..."
You wave your hands, trying to dismiss this. "It was just a spanking. Nothing to-"
"...they got me naked."
"-talk about."
"Really?" asks Kylie, glancing at you.
"Although I guess mom has gotten me naked for spankings before," she continues to contemplate, stepping out from the bedroom to stand beside you. You take a small step back, trying to distance yourself from all of this however you can. "But I only got naked this time after mom and Riley did."
Kylie looks you up and down all judgy. Why won't this erection go away? And why isn't Carrie your mom?
"Then Riley held me while mom spanked me and... yeah." Larissa grins stupidly, her gaze travelling from your eyes to your stiffy.
"And?" Kylie leans further and further toward her sister while gripping her door frame. She's gradually exposing more of her body as she becomes more engrossed in the details of Larissa's story. One of her boobs would already be completely visible if her arm wasn't crossed in front of it to grab the moulding.
"And you got spanked, right?" you ask. "That was it, right?"
Larissa takes another step closer to you. Her eyes fixated on your dick, she cuddles right up to you. Her hands find their way onto your leg, wrapping their way around until her fingers interlock against your inner thigh. She plants her head. She rests her forehead against your stomach then tilts her head back to look up at you dreamily.
"Hiii..." she sighs breathily.
"Uh, hi," you reply, taken back a bit by her forwardness. But it honestly seems like she just wants to cuddle. After a few seconds you bring your hand up to her head, gently running your fingers through her fine hair.
Kylie gets impatient. "Okay, seriously, what happened? Why were you all naked?"
Larissa ignores her big sister, instead lowering her head to - presumably - continue staring at your hard prick. You're not entirely sure why this girl has suddenly decided to become enamored with you. Maybe she already was. Maybe it's an excuse to get a closer look at your junk. You begin to feel her soft breaths cascade over your shaft. If you had any hope of losing this erection it's entirely dashed now.
"Rissa? Rissa! FINE! I'm going to call mom!"
Dammit Kylie...