In the soft glow of dawn, Michele tiptoes into her brother's room, drawn by his soft snores and the tent in his sheets. She bites her lip, her heart pounding as she gently tugs down his shorts, exposing his thick, veiny morning wood. She strokes it, feeling its heat, before tentatively licking the tip. Just as she's about to take him fully into her mouth, she hears their mom approaching, forcing her to hastily retreat and leave her brother's cock throbbing and unfulfilled.