She catches me staring at her, still wiping up the evidence of our mother's misplaced trust. I try to hide my erection, but it's already evident in the tightness of my pants. She glares at me, anger and arousal mixed. Without saying a word, she turns and walks away, leaving me to follow her to her bedroom.
Clutching the hem of her tank top, she pulls it over her head in one swift movement. My mouth goes dry as I take in her perfect breasts, her nipples already hard from anticipation. She steps out of her panties, and I can't help but gulp at the sight of her smooth, shaven pussy.
She thrusts her hips towards me, an unspoken invitation. I rip off my clothes, needing to feel her skin against mine. We collapse onto the bed in a heap of exhausted laughter.
