Taylor sets some limits for Zack

Taylor smiled at Zack's blush. "Well, you did walk straight through a pair of socks on the door, so you deserve much worse than you got," she says. "The way you act sometimes, I wonder that you shouldn't really have been a blonde."

"Tay," Zack protested.

She ruffled a hand through his hair and laughed. "Stealth blonde."

Taylor looked Zack in the eyes, perhaps assessing what Older and Wiser College Sister should say to Clueless and Earnest Horndog Younger Brother.

"So," Taylor said. "We are naked on your bed together. Hard limits. Your dick does not go inside your sister."

"Okay," Zack said, vaguely. In what world would that make sense to even say? he wondered.

Taylor booped his nose. "Did you get that, Zack?"

"Yeah, yeah," he said. "Got it." This world.

Taylor grinned. "Good. Always easier to get things clear up front." She shook her head, tossing her hair. "But you're doing reeeeally grrreeeat," she said, drawling it out in a low tone. "Racking them up. My neck, my ears, the small of my back..my feeeet, even, good job there." She paused. "Ooh, poor baby, am I talking too sexy?"

Zack swallowed. His mouth moved but there didn't seem to be an actual right word to say. His dick certainly seemed to agree with Taylor, stiffening and throbbing with the sound of her voice.

Taylor laughed. "Guess you should find an actual girlfriend to practice on," she said. She looked round and listened. "Do you feel brave?" she asked. "Someone could walk in on us, you know." She grinned. "Should we wrap this up quick, or do you want to explore a little ... deeeeeper?"

Zack cleared his throat.