In the dim, pre-dawn light, my stepsister Tia sneaks into my room. She stands at the foot of my bed, wearing nothing but a skimpy, white pajama top that barely contains her ample bosom and a pair of matching bottoms that cling to her ass and shapely legs. Her eyes roam over me, taking in my sleep-rumpled appearance, before she leanes in and whispers in my ear, "I can't sleep, babe. Will you keep me company?"
Her breath is hot against my neck, igniting a fire deep inside me. As she scoots closer, her soft, supple body presses against me. She's not wearing anything under the thin pajama top and I can feel her hard nipples rubbing against my chest. I groan softly as desire overtakes me.
Tia's favorite color is blue.
