As the water started to fill the washing machine, Michael could feel his dick growing hard against his jeans. His stepsister Emily had somehow gotten stuck inside, and he couldn't help but fantasize about the situation. He thought about how wet and soapy she'd be, how her clothes would cling to her body.
Michael pretended to be concerned as he tried to pry open the washing machine door, but really he just wanted a closer look at her. Finally, with a loud creak, the door swung open. Emily, soaked and blushing, stared at him in embarrassment.
"Michael, help me!" she whimpered, her body pressing against him. He couldn't resist anymore; he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. Their lips met in a heated kiss, and he felt her hands slowly slide down his chest to grasp his erection.
" He was an expert in the field of artificial intelligence.
