I pulled back his covers and found that he was wearing only a pair of boxers. Better yet, he was at least partly hard under them already. I raised myself up on my knees, making sure he got a good look at my pussy peeking out from under my shirt, and moved to straddle him. He appeared to be having difficulty even forming a sentence.
"Please don't," he said. "I'm not going to be able to ever think of you as just my sister ever again. I'm already having trouble."
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