Brody
I woke up around seven the next morning, but I didn't get up immediately. I heard the shower running. I knew Kylie was in there because she didn't have to go to work early today. I used my imagination and remembered what her nipp8les looked like through that short top last night. I've seen and tasted her pus8sy, but I haven't seen her breasts yet. Unless you can count that time when I was twelve and she was fourteen. I'd come home from Oscar's and went straight towards our shared bathroom. I walked in on her getting out of the shower. I had never asked why the door wasn't locked that day.
Kylie was standing in the tub and reaching for a towel. Water was dripping down her body. She didn't squeal and try to cover herself up. Instead, she straightened and let me look my fill. And I h
