As we exchanged tongues on the sofa, I naturally ended up squeezing my older sister down.

    My sister stuck out her tongue while being pressed against me, and then let out a small gasp.

    My soft tongue couldn’t swallow the saliva, so I enjoyed the feeling of it becoming sticky little by little, and after that, I struggled with the increasingly hot body temperature.

    “Ugh, ugh… Ugh.”

    The sound of my sister moaning made this moment even hotter.

    With both my mom and dad gone far away and not coming back, it was like a world with only my sister and I.

    My older sister couldn’t push me away, and I hoped that she would hold onto me for the rest of her life.

    What should I do after this semester ends?

    I was curious about what our relationship would be like after this period passed, and it also scared me.

    “Do you want to take it off?”

    “… No, because there is air conditioning.”

    On a hot day, there was an air conditioner to cool you down.

    I took a look at it in the corner and stood up for a moment to find the remote control.

    Since it didn’t matter whether I took my clothes off or not, I thought that if I wasn’t going to take them off, it would be better to lower the temperature in case it got even hotter.

    Beep, beep. As I lowered the temperature to the maximum, I felt colder air coming out.

    I returned to the sofa and looked at my sister.

    My sister, wearing a pure white T-shirt and black dolphin pants, glanced at me.

    There was a sheen on those pink lips, as if to prove that they had been using their tongues just a moment ago.

    “… So shall we keep it like this?”

    “Anyway… ”

    It was my older sister who decided not to resist anyway.

    Maybe that’s why he treated me like he was half desperate.

    I slipped my hands through my clothes, unhooked my bra, and caressed my breasts.

    Every time that happened, I felt like my sister’s body was twisting around.

    A small, wriggling figure greeted me.

    I teased the nipples, traced the soft breasts, and slowly massaged them from the bottom.

    “Ugh, tsk.”

    When I heard that moan and slightly leaned forward, my sister realized that I was asking for it and kissed me again.

    When I felt my breathing getting harder and harder, and when I realized that my body was hot in the cold space, I slowly placed my hand on my sister’s waist.

    My older sister’s eyes widened as I slid my hand down her narrow waistline, caressed her pelvis, and put my hand inside my dolphin pants.

    “… … .”

    Silence followed.

    The only thing that filled the gap was hot gaze and heavy breathing.

    That was enough to break the silence, so the action continued.

    “Ugh.”

    I ran my hand through the pure white panties hidden inside the pitch black dolphin pants.

    When I hooked the string around my hook-like fingers and pulled slightly, my sister’s shoulders slumped.

    Soon, I dug in between them and brushed my palm over my sister’s pubic area, and my sister’s back stiffened.

    Familiar, yet not familiar.

    I couldn’t forget the thrill of crossing the line.

    Even though I knew I shouldn’t do it, doing it always gave me a thrill and pleasure.

    Because I can’t forget the intense stimulation.

    I tried to make that stimulation my own.

    Even if my sister goes down an irreversible path, I just have the thought that I can protect her by her side.

    “Ugh, ugh.”

    My fingers dug into my sister’s crotch and explored the private parts hidden behind two layers of fabric.

    It felt like a straight, hollow line.

    At the same time, I stroked it as if I was going to dig into it, and my sister moaned.

    I could say it was a very strange area.

    If you touch it with your hand from the outside, it will make you flinch, but if you dig into the crack, it will give you a irritating sensation that will make your back bend.

    “… Ah, ah.”

    When I touched the part with the hole with my finger, a cute, hoarse voice came out.

    I was excited by the moan that tickled my ears, so I went with the flow and stuck my hand in.

    As I slowly pushed my finger into the narrowed hole, I was greeted by the feeling that it was too stiff to go in properly.

    The hot, plump wall blocking me made me wonder if my dick would go in, but considering that I had put it in and shook it countless times, it was no big deal.

    I just found it surprising that it felt so tight just because it hadn’t been there for a while.

    “Ugh, yes, ah, han, sol ah… ”

    My sister, who was looking for a place to hold on, realized that she couldn’t grab anywhere on the sofa and stretched out her arms around my body.

    My body was placed on top of my sister’s body, and my right hand, crossing her body, stimulated my sister’s pussy again and again.

    I stroked it and it stung, and then I looked inside.

    As I started to repeat that, my sister’s thighs automatically began to close and she started making a squishing sound.

    Creak, creak. The sound repeated, and my sister closed her eyes tightly.

    My sister, who had a curved back like a shrimp, seemed to be having a hard time enduring the repeated stimulation from someone else’s hands rather than her own.

    “Why are you having such a hard time? Haven’t you masturbated recently?”

    “… Oh, I didn’t do it.”

    My sister glanced at me with narrowed eyes.

    “Before, you masturbated while calling my name.”

    “… Well, that is.”

    My sister hesitated at my words and avoided eye contact.

    It must have been such a shame that my older sister masturbated while calling my name.

    I found it cute to see my sister not knowing what to do, so I couldn’t help but feel sadistic about her.

    “Ah, right there! Ah, ugh!”

    I angle my fingers and scratch the vaginal wall with the tips of my fingers.

    My sister’s moans became more intense each time I pressed my fingers against the flesh and swept the tip down.

    My sister’s body trembled, as if she was twitching or convulsing.

    I kept playing with my fingers while watching it.

    I felt like my fingers were getting wetter and my sounds were becoming more promiscuous.

    The thick liquid started to pass over my fingers and wet the panties my sister was wearing.

    I was wondering what to do with my panties that were getting wet, but it was a hassle to take them off, and it wasn’t the time yet, so I just played with my fingers and made them wetter more.

    Creak, creak.

    “Yes, ah, ugh, hot.”

    “… It’s hard for me to study, and it’s hard for me to even think about going to the military… Still, it’s good because I have a sister.”

    I whispered that.

    Every time that happened, I felt my sister’s red ears tremble.

    It might just be because the facial muscles moved.

    “… Okay, it’s okay… ”

    My sister answered that way.

    He said he didn’t know what he could do, but he had been losing confidence in everything for a long time.

    As I kept saying that I was having a hard time, that I felt like I was going to break down, and that I was exhausted, my sister’s voice came out not as a weak voice, but as a voice telling me to rely on myself.

    “I… I’m not going anywhere. Huh?”

    The promise that he would be my partner until college was over disappeared.

    And the promise I made has long since disappeared.

    Promises kept getting broken.

    But still, it was me and my sister who made the promise again.

    “… So don’t be too hard on yourself. I need you… ”

    They seemed like siblings who could survive only by relying on each other.

    My sister needed someone who had grown up with her own thoughts to clearly show her the right path, and for me, I was trying to find someone I could rely on with my heart, so that situation, this type of person, made me It made it even more heartbreaking.

    I pulled my fingers out and wiped the thick liquid on my sister’s lower abdomen.

    I grabbed the Dolphin pants with both hands and lifted them up and pulled them.

    My sister’s buttocks were lifted along with her legs, and she gave me her pants without even being able to resist.

    Even from outside, I could see that my white panties were soaked with sticky liquid.

    My older sister narrowed her thighs again and rubbed them together.

    “… Ugh, my panties are wet.”

    “My sister told me not to take it off, so I left this on.”

    “… If this is the case, isn’t that just naked?”

    “No.”

    I said that firmly and put my thumb along the string of my sister’s panties.

    Then, I tilted it to one side and exposed my sister’s pussy.

    I spread my sister’s legs, pulled down her panties, and looked at her exposed pussy for a while, then took out my erect dick and placed it on top of my sister’s pussy.

    I pounded my sister’s pussy, which was covered in love juice, with my big dick.

    After pounding like that, I could see my sister’s pussy flesh turning red.

    Because it was a soft body, it seemed to be in pain even from such an impact.

    However, it was so stimulating and fun to see my older sister’s body hardening that even if I wanted to quit, there was a magical charm that made me do it again.

    I stopped pounding and scanned the outer part as if I was pushing a dick in.

    It felt like I was being fucked, but in reality it was just grazing.

    Then, the love juice eagerly wetted the outside of the cock.

    No matter how wet your pussy is, it’s a little difficult if your dick is stiff.

    “… Hmm.”

    “Ugh, ugh, ugh… ”

    After getting my dick sufficiently wet and ready, I pushed it into my sister’s pussy.

    My sister took a deep breath and suppressed a moan as if in pain.

    I gulped and swallowed my saliva as if it was painful.

    But that didn’t last long.

    It showed that he quickly got used to it.

    I pushed my dick all the way in and waited quietly until my sister’s pussy was released.

    After taking a deep breath, I slowly leaned over and covered my mouth.

    I touched my chest and then distanced myself from my body again.

    I looked down at my older sister, who was lying down and looking up at me, and slowly shook my waist.

    Knock, knock. Rather than the sound of a blow, the sound was more intense, like a slug moving mucus.

    My older sister let out a sweet moan as if she was happy to be able to slowly enjoy the shape of the dick.

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