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Miller bent down and completely tore off her bra, revealing her firm and almost perfect breasts.
He grabbed Daphne's wrist as she tried to cover herself, buried his head in them, and indulged in a light sniff, saying, "So beautiful, this shape and scent... Flora's breasts must be the most perfect in the world."
Daphne Her mind was a mess, and she felt like she was about to explode: "Brother, we can't do this!"
But Miller suddenly lowered his head, and began to sensually lick and suck on her soft and elastic cherry top.
Daphne was taken by him to the moon, and the surging desire made her eyes turn red, tears streaming down. Her cherry blossom lips slightly parted, crystal-clear tears slowly flowing with Miller's movements.
"No, that, brother...!"
Her fingers closed, wanting to grab something, but unable to move because her brother held her wrist.
Miller licked up her top, leaving his breath on her sexy and cute clavicle, and the elegant neck like a swan.
Finally, his tongue moved to her delicate chin, kissing her lips and teasing her cute tongue.
"Mmm~"
Daphne was only able to hum a few melodious notes when she was released.
"Do you like it, Flora?" Miller gasped, his eyes carrying the same enticing flavor. "Does it make you feel good, little sister?"
Daphne's shoulders trembled, her eyes were moist, and she said insincerely, "I don't like it... it's not comfortable at all."
"It seems like big brother didn't take good care of my obedient little sister."
Miller's hand caressed from her waist to her perky buttocks, fingers hooking onto her snug lace panties.
Sensing what her brother was about to do, Daphne hesitated with a mix of anticipation and fear, trying to step back, but her legs were firmly held and forced apart, leaving her with no choice.
Miller slowly used his fingernails to slide open her trousers from the side of her hips, revealing a hidden and sensual area. Daphne's heart felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.
"Brother! We really... mmm~!"
Miller used his fingers to press into that warm crevice, tentatively searching for that sensitive protrusion, while humming and laughing with divided attention, "What are you afraid of, Flora? These are just a little punishment from big brother to little sister."
Daphne involuntarily raised her chest due to her emotions, and this action brought Miller's favorite thing to his mouth.
He extended his deep pink tongue with ease, and in front of his sister, he greedily and enjoyably took the other side into his mouth, squinting his eyes slightly.
Daphne bit her lip tightly, watching her brother's actions with her own eyes, her face blushing as if she had a fever, unable to stop the faint suppressed moans in her mouth.
Her rationality finally snapped, and she went limp, enveloped in her brother's breath, completely forgetting the rules of contradiction. The center of her half-hanging pants was permeated with a deep sweetness.
Miller caressed her for a long time, then chuckled softly.
He let go of his sister's hand, pulled down the last bit of covering, and saw the smooth and soft area, his eyes dark and gentle.
"Brother... I want to..."
Daphne Biting her lip, her voice trembling.
"Um? Flora What do you want?"
Daphne didn't know what she was thinking, she actually took the initiative to hug Miller and tried to push his head down.
Miller felt the pressure on the back of his head, paused, and couldn't help but smile.
"By your command, my princess," he said, looking up at her with intense focus, extending his tongue to kiss and caress her most moist and lovely place.
Daphne melted in his lips and tongue, completely lost, finally unable to support herself and lying on the table, clear drool falling from the corner of her mouth, fingers tightly gripping her palm.
In the end, she seemed to see fireworks, and there was only darkness in front of her.
Miller wiped the tears from his face, stood up, and suddenly burst into laughter when he found his sister had fainted.
"Flora, you are truly the apple of my eye..."
He bent down, gently embraced his sister, and licked the water stains off her face, his eyes filled with a dark color.
Daphne has always had a boundary in her heart, and now Miller has forcibly broken through, causing her to feel lost and confused.
After passing out, she was carried by her brother and reluctantly drank a little plasma before being sent back to her room.
Daphne slept for a while and woke up almost at dawn, so she had to go to the bathroom to take a bath.
She caressed her smooth and fair skin, involuntarily recalling the scene of being embraced and played with by her brother, her face turning red as she submerged in the water and blew bubbles.
Lying on the bed, she couldn't sleep much now after having slept for a while earlier.
Daphne Looking at the gauze curtain above, thinking about the messy relationship between her and her brother, her mind is in a mess.
"Why... it shouldn't be like this, but the butler and the servants' reactions are so indifferent, as if my brother didn't do anything wrong..."
Daphne Touching her face, she anxiously sank into the soft duvet.
What should I do in the future? Will my brother be with someone else? Can I always be with my brother at home?
If her brother wants her... can she still refuse? Every time her brother holds her affectionately, the instinct in her blood screams for her to submit, to depend on him, and every refusal takes all her strength.
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