With a carnal gleam in his eye, the stepbrother felt his pulse race as he watched his innocent stepsister enter the room. Her voluptuous figure swayed as she walked, her shy glances revealing a desire she was yet to discover. She lay down on the massage table, unaware of the storm brewing inside him.
His hands slid across her skin, tracing the contours of her body as he massaged her tense muscles. The sensual rhythm of his touch set her heart pounding, sending waves of arousal through her veins. His fingers delved deeper, tracing the valley between her perky breasts and down to the moisture pooling at the apex of her thighs.
Their breaths mingled as he leaned close, his lips barely grazing her neck. Her response was immediate - a soft moan that sent shivers down his spine.
