Incestuous Longing: No Time for Undressing

The siblings, bound by blood and secrecy, succumb to their carnal cravings in the dimly lit living room. Clad in everyday clothing, they cling to each other, their hearts pounding. He cups her breast through her t-shirt, feeling her nipple harden. She traces the bulge in his pants, her touch igniting him. They kiss, their tongues tangling, as they grope and rub, their clothes a barrier and a thrill. Their bodies move in sync, seeking release, their ragged breaths echoing in the silent room.

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