Golden Locks, Dark Desires

The blonde vixen, her golden locks cascading down her back, prowls through the house, her body aching with unquenched desire. She finds her stepbrother in the kitchen, his back to her as he pours himself a cup of coffee. She approaches silently, her nipples hardening at the sight of his broad shoulders. She presses herself against him, her hands sliding around his waist. He tenses, but she whispers, "Don't move," her breath hot on his ear. She grinds against him, her pussy dampening her panties. She can feel his cock stirring, and she smiles, knowing she's already won this game of cat and mouse.

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