Reach for Louise's little breasts.

John felt as if someone else was controlling his body as he slowly reached a hand up towards her. Despite having been given permission, it still felt wrong to want to touch Louise. Of course it did, he reminded himself, she's your little sister; still, he reached out toward her.

Guiding his hand with care, he ran it up from her waist and over her belly, taking his time, before finally coming to rest on the soft mound on her chest. He squeezed it once, and her lips parted in a stunning grin, but he wasn't yet satisfied.

He quickly unzipped the hoodie he was feeling through and opened it down to her belly, exposing her less clothed chest beneath. He cupped her breast again, now able to feel the hard nipple beneath pressing against the thin fabric of her shirt. Louise moaned as he fingered the little bud, taking a mental note that the area was a sensitive spot.

Her hungry eyes met his while she continued to jerk him off, as if waiting for more.