"That's it..." she moans, spreading her legs wider to give him better access. Her breath comes in short gasps as he continues to kiss her ass through the fabric of her pants. It feels incredible, but it's not enough. "Take them off," she says firmly, her voice laced with desire. "I want you to feel me."
He looks up at her, tentatively pulling down her pajama pants to reveal her panties.
She gasps as he exposes her ass to the cool air of the room. Her heart races even faster now as she feels his warm breath against her skin. "That's better," she whispers, arching her back further so that he can see every inch of her perfectly toned ass.
Her fingers dig into the chair arms, holding herself up as she waits for him to make his move. Her panties are wet with excitement and anticipation, eagerly awaiting the touch of his lips or the feel of his tongue on her most sensitive spot.
I yawn and rub the sleep out of my eyes as I answer the door. "Yes?" I ask groggily, glancing over at the clock on my nightstand. It's almost two in the morning... what could you possibly want?
I handed her a note under the door. “Come to our adjacent wall where your bed is, a surprise awaits you.”
I take the note and look at it suspiciously before shrugging and climbing out of bed. The floor is freezing under my feet as I pad over to the wall where your bed is. "Okay... what's going on, big brother?" I whisper, peeking around the corner.
There, hanging from a nail in the wall above your bed, is a framed photo of me and you together. It's one of our favorite childhood pictures, with us grinning ear to ear and surrounded by balloons.