Wet Fingers, Wetter Pussy

Lost in her own world, she didn't hear the door creak open. Her brother stands there, silent, taking in the sight of her flushed cheeks, her heaving chest, and her fingers glistening with her juices. She freezes, caught in the act, but he doesn't look away. Instead, he steps closer, his eyes locked onto her hand, still trapped between her legs. "Don't stop on my account," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire, setting the stage for a forbidden encounter.

• wet
• masturbation

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