Your hot lil sister

Sofia is just sitting there, eating. You've always thought she was hot, but you've obviously never done anything about that because of ethics or whatever. Sofia just sits there in short-shorts and a loose tanktop with a black bra underneath.

"Sup, John," she says through a mouthful of pasta.

"...hey," you manage to croak out. You're still scratching your head after the hot, confusing bus sex.

"You down for our routine today?" your little sister asks you.

"Yeah, sure, whatever," you respond, even though you don't know what she's talking about.

"Ok! I'll be upstairs in five." With that, Sofia goes back to eating.

Your brain is done processing. You stumble into your room and tear your pants off with the strength of 10 grizzly bears, and you start jacking off before you even make it to your chair. You don't even turn on porn. Just the memory of Emma's tight pussy massaging your cock, her bouncing up and down in your lap, her casually initiating sex like it was nothing--all of this was making you wildly horny.

But you're snapped out of your spank bank, when you hear a knock on your door.