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Miller did not unbutton all the buttons, revealing half of his fair chest, with powerful muscles hidden beneath the undulating surface.
He sat next to Daphne, his fingers lifting her chin, lips slightly pursed, and his deep purple eyes gazing deeply into hers.
Daphne looked at Miller, not knowing why she suddenly dared not meet his stormy gaze, and could only awkwardly lower her eyes to his throat.
"Look at me, Flora."
Miller pinched her fleshy cheeks and lowered his head to kiss her tender lips.
"Um!" Daphne widened her eyes, looking at the pair of eyes so close to hers, the emotions inside and the slowly rising desire were too obvious, almost overwhelming her.
The small and soft tongue was lifted by the other party, entwining together lingeringly as if to tie a knot, and saliva uncontrollably flowed from the mouths of the two people.
Daphne felt like she was going to be sucked dry of the air in her chest by her brother, and her whole body was suffocating.
She blushed and let out a few coquettish hums, pushing against his chest with difficulty, barely managing to create some distance between them. "W-why all of a sudden..."
Miller's eyes deepened as he released the hand that was pinching her cheek, leaving two red marks on her snow-white, delicate skin.
"Flora, let me show you how much I like you, okay?"
"What?" Daphne felt an inexplicable sense of danger, as if she were being targeted by a ferocious beast. She couldn't help but lean back on the sofa, "But, but weren't we just discussing how my liking for that woman is different..."
"Yes, so now my brother feels like it would be great if things were the same."
"Huh?"
Miller leaned in, grabbed her delicate wrist and pulled her towards him. His other hand, with long sharp nails, effortlessly tore open Daphne's beautiful dress like unwrapping a gift, then grabbed it and threw it to the ground.
Daphne felt a chill as her whole body was exposed, like an egg being peeled, revealing her tender skin.
She almost treated her brother with absolute sincerity, but when he was also disheveled, she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear, with hot air rushing up in a frenzy.
Miller flashed a smile no different from a demon's, grabbed his sister's ankle, and slowly pulled the rabbit-like Daphne over, his pupils contracting with excitement, gradually taking on a spindle-like shape.
"Brother!" Daphne wanted to cover the snowballs and gullies under her bra, but she was quickly caught by Miller and forcibly separated.
Miller chuckled softly, burying his head in her snowballs, deeply inhaling the sweet fragrance on his sister's skin.
"The scent of Flora is still so sweet..."
Daphne felt as if an electric current had grazed the skin of her chest, and she blushed pink, holding his soft hair and trying to push her brother away, saying, "No, we can't do this, brother."
"Last time at the restaurant... Flora, are you unhappy?"
Miller followed the soft force on her hand, then leaned close to his sister's face, their breaths intertwining, creating an extremely ambiguous atmosphere.
Daphne Her ears were getting hot, and her brother's words reminded her of the last time she was pressed against the table, licked... Ah ah ah!
Miller Seeing her emotions gradually rising, his palm moved to his sister's slender and soft waist, hinting at a massage, and slowly loosened her bra a little, freeing those two beautiful breasts.
"Let my brother bring Flora some more joy, okay?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a seductive magnetism.
"But... but..." Daphne didn't know what she was saying.
Miller didn't allow her to speak, he covered her lips and kissed her for a long time. The continuous flow of breath from him made Daphne, who shared the same blood, gradually lose her sanity.
Completely confused by her brother's breath, her mind was in a haze, and she could only bite her lip and look at Miller's affectionate eyes, which were like hooks firmly grabbing her.
Miller threw off the bra and started to tear off her panties with his other hand.
The original hand moved from her back to the front, grabbing the right snow-white breast, gently kneading it with calloused fingertips, pressing and rubbing the pink fickle on top.
Daphne She panted lightly, exhaling a sweet and greasy breath. Her eyes were misted with water, teary and as charming as if they had just been washed by the lake. "Brother..."
"How about it? Does Flora like her brother?" Miller chuckled and pinched her nipple, pulling it out.
"Mmm... I like..."
Daphne's lower body was gushing, emitting a strange fragrance all over her body. Her brother's actions made her weak and limp, almost collapsing.
Miller knelt between her legs, forcibly spreading them apart. His other hand, freed from her pants, moved to the sticky and scorching crevice, beginning to knead and stimulate his sister's clitoris.
Strong sensations surged from below to the top of her head in waves. Daphne tightly grasped her brother's arm, lost in a whirlwind of emotions.
Her left hand fumbled on his strong body, inadvertently damaging her brother's clothes and even tearing open his pants.
I accidentally touched a scorching and rigid lump with the back of my hand.
Daphne widened her watery eyes, looking at her brother with emotion and confusion.
"Big brother, what... what is that?"
Miller didn't answer, suddenly lowered his head and covered the small lips that were panting non-stop, entwining and dancing.
The movement of the hand didn't stop, one hand kneading the breast, a finger moving from the flower bud downwards, touching the narrow gap, tentatively inserting a little.
"Uh, uh... Mmm!"
The unfamiliar and icy intrusion made Daphne tighten her lower body, as if countless suction cups held onto Miller's fingers, not allowing him to continue entering, nor to leave.
Miller chuckled again, his chest vibrating.
"Flora... You're amazing, you're such a treasure, my dearest sister."
He slowly withdrew his finger, drawing out a glistening and captivating liquid, then lifted his finger and put it in his mouth.
The purple eyes narrowed, carrying a charming color, and the entranced expression was like savoring something exquisite.
Daphne watched as her brother took all the water from below into his mouth, opened her mouth to say something, but in the end, she couldn't say anything, just blushing, and grabbing her brother's sweaty shirt.
"Sister, sister..." she called softly.
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