Sashaying into Solitude: Part 2

The siblings' game of catwalk masturbation intensifies. She, in a silky black negligee, traces her curves, her nipples hardening. He, in tight briefs, can't hide his growing bulge. They're close now, their breaths syncing. She reaches out, grazing his arm, sending a jolt through him. He turns, and she sees his desire, raw and unhidden. She wants to taste him, to feel him inside her. But they're playing with fire, and they both know it. The game could end at any moment, or it could just be beginning.

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