She was just relaxing in the bath… warm water, wet skin, tight little swimsuit clinging to every curve. He walked in without knocking. She looked over her shoulder — smirked. Close the door, she whispered.The air was thick with tension. Water dripped slowly from her chest, her ass just barely above the surface… She knew exactly what she was doing.One glance. One quiet order. And he dropped to his knees, hungry to please his stepsister.But that was only the beginning. The bath was just where it started — it got much dirtier after that.
