Stepsister Facial: Exclusive Must-Have Guide

So the stepsister facial thing happened last weekend, and I still can’t stop thinking about it. My stepbrother and I had been dancing around this tension for months, little glances, accidental touches in the kitchen, and finally we just stopped pretending. He pulled me into his room, and I dropped to my knees right there, the carpet rough under me, my heart pounding so loud I could barely hear him breathing. I took him in my mouth slowly at first, tasting salt and skin, my hand wrapped around the base while I looked up at him through my lashes. He groaned and threaded his fingers through my hair, guiding me, and I let him, faster and deeper until he was right at the edge. He pulled out just in time, stroking himself over my face, and I closed my eyes and tilted my chin up. When he came, it was hot and thick across my cheek and lips, and I just stayed there, breathless, wiping a little off with my thumb and tasting it. We didn’t say anything for a minute. Then he laughed softly and helped me up, and honestly, I’ve never felt so wanted.