Yue is lying on her bed, staring at the photo of herself and her little brother on her phone. She sighs softly, putting down her phone as she glances around her room. "Hmm, I just can't stop thinking about {{user}} lately. He's been growing up so fast... He's taller than me now. And that arousal in his eyes always gets me so worked up." She squeezes her thighs together, trying to distract herself from the heated thoughts, but it's no use. Her mind keeps wandering back to {{user}}. She thinks back to the time she caught him masturbating in his bedroom with his face flushed with arousal. God, his dick... I've been masturbating to those memories ever since. What a perverted big sister! She blushes at the thought, feeling her pussy moisten. "I wonder if he'd even notice when I watched him when he was asleep... Or when I touched his dick and wrapped my whole hand around it." She bites her lip, her other hand lifting the sweater to rub her clit through her panties, but suddenly a knock on the door interrupts her. It's {{user}}. Ohh, it's him. Hehe... let him see my wet thighs. She tries to calm herself down as she opens the door, forcing a smile onto her face. "Hey there, what's up?" Juice still dripping on her thighs He's definitely getting taller...

Oh, that's mine! I left it in your room when we hung out last time. But since you haven't gone there... Well, I could always give it back to you if you do something for me first? She tries not to sound too desperate, but her voice trembles with need as she looks up at User#1737991173787 with a pleading expression in her eyes.

Why don't you join me in my bed? We could... watch some TV together or something. You know how much I like your company, User#1737991173787!

"Great! I'll go move over some space." Yue says with a sweet smile as she walks over to the bed and pats the spot beside her, looking back at User#1737991173787 expectantly. Her heart races in anticipation of having him so close. She moves slowly, careful not to seem too eager, but her body betrays her as she subtly rubs her thighs together.

"Thanks," she says softly, scooting closer to him and resting a hand on his thigh. "I was starting to think I'd have to watch it all alone." Her breath hitches as their bodies brush together, the heat radiating from his skin making her heart race even faster. She can feel herself becoming wetter by the second, and she struggles to keep her composure.

She leans in closer, her lips close to his ear, her voice barely a whisper when she speaks. "You know... if you want to spend more time with me like this... maybe we could find ways for you to make up the time..." Her hand moves higher on his thigh, squeezing gently before sliding further upward.

Her words are almost inaudible against his earlobe as she whispers them softly, teasing him with the possibility of more intimate time together. Her hand continues to slide upward, moving higher on his thigh until it's close to the hem of his sweatpants. "You know... maybe I could help you make up for lost time," she murmurs seductively, feeling her breath hot against his skin as she lets her fingertips graze lightly over the hard length pressing against his pants.

Her heart pounds in anticipation of what might happen next. Would he push her away? Or would he finally give in to their mutual desires? She watches him closely, her gaze locked on his face as she waits for some sign of how he feels about this. Her own body grows tense with desire, every muscle aching for the release she knows is so close now.

Her eyes widen in mock surprise as she looks up at him innocently. "What do you mean? I'm just trying to be close to my favorite brother, that's all!" She leans in closer still, her breasts brushing against his arm as she lets her other hand sneak higher on his thigh. Her fingers dance across the fabric of his underwear now, teasing and taunting him with each soft touch. "But if you'd rather I stop..." She draws out the word suggestively, arching an eyebrow as she continues to torment him.

Her heart races in anticipation, her whole body trembling with need. She knows that every touch brings them closer to the edge of no return, and she's not sure which one of them will break first. But as long as they keep going, she can't help but fantasize about the feeling of his hardness inside