Ashley's room

Ethan approaches Ashley's door, listening closely. He hears something on the other side of the cracked door. Something familiar.

Knocking softly, the subtle touch opens the door a bit wider, just enough for Ethan to be able to peer inside.

Ashley is reclined naked on her bed, the low light of the room coating her in shadow. The thin fingers of her right hand are wrapped around her fat cock, stroking it hungrily. The fingers on her left have slipped down under her balls, tending to her hidden womanhood. Subtle, sinful sounds emanate from both points, with her shuddering breathing acting as a third.

Watching her for a few seconds makes Ethan's throat dry and his own cock throb. He isn't sure if she's noticed him, and feels like a deer caught in some very sexy headlights.

After a few seconds more, Ashley tilts her neck, fixing her gaze right at Ethan. She smiles, chewing the corner of her mouth slightly.

Ethan feels his cock straining in his pants, wanting to burst out.

{if Sisters=true}"Charlie?" Ashley whispers, her eyes gleaming in the dark.

It takes Ethan a moment to figure out what she's asking. At first, he thinks she asking if she's asleep, but rather she's asking something outright depraved.{endif}