Starving for Intimacy: A Sister's Craving

"I'm so hungry," she confesses, her voice barely a whisper. He looks at her, a spark igniting in his eyes. "For what?" he asks, his tone laced with implication. She blushes, "You know what for." He grins, pushing her against the counter, his hands roaming her body. "But there's nothing to eat," she protests weakly. "There's always a way," he murmurs, his mouth trailing down her neck. He lifts her onto the counter, pushing her legs apart, his eyes locked onto her wet, waiting pussy. She gasps as he leans in, his tongue flicking out, tasting her, eating her, filling the void between them.

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