Walking in on my stepbro, I found him in a state of arousal, his hand moving rhythmically over his throbbing member. The sight was enough to ignite a spark within me, and I found myself drawn to the erotic display. His eyes met mine, a clear invitation to join in. I wasted no time, dropping to my knees and taking him in my mouth, my tongue dancing over him in a tantalizing rhythm. The taste, the feel, it was intoxicating. But he craved more. Pushing me onto the couch, he positioned me on all fours, his thick member finding its home in my inviting depths. His thrusts were relentless, our moans filling the room. The pleasure was overwhelming, his release filling me to the brim. The encounter left us both breathless, a testament to our undeniable chemistry.
