As Max lay in his bed, anticipation surged through his veins. His stepsister, Sarah, had just entered his room, her hips swaying hypnotically as she closed the door behind her. She locked eyes with him and began to undress slowly, her body glistening in the moonlight that filtered through the window.
Max couldn't tear his gaze from her, mesmerized by her curves. His heart raced as she slipped out of her clothes, revealing perfect, pink nipples against his willpower. Sarah crawled seductively towards him, stopping short when their bodies touched. She ran her fingers through his hair and down his chest, teasing him mercilessly.
With a swift motion, she straddled him, their heated flesh pressing tightly together. Max groaned, unable to contain his desire. Sarah leaned in close, her lips just shy of his own.
