My younger sister fell asleep with her clothes on and her glasses on because she was sweating. My older brother, I can’t stop getting an erection for some reason.
It’s a hot summer night.
My younger sister fell asleep with her clothes on and her glasses on because she was sweating as usual.
My sister. my brother, I don’t know why, but I can’t get an erection.
But the realization that I was an older brother. was supposed to keep me from acting. that day, too.
Once you cross the line between your brother and sister, you can’t stop.
I’ve heard that kinship becomes a habit, but I didn’t know it felt so good.
The smell of my sister’s body, the smell of sweat, the softness of my skin.
There is a pleasure in it because it is connected by blood.