The Little Brat I Know

Upon saying that, Anzu-nee pressed her lower body closer to mine, and I could feel the heat emanating from her sacred place even through the fabric of our clothes.

Instinctively, my hand on her back slid down to her butt, giving it a gentle squeeze. Anzu-nee gasped, making her lower body jolt forward.

"Cheeky brat," she whispered, a smile playing on her lips. "You're getting carried away."

But she didn't push me away, didn't stop my hand from exploring her body. Instead, she shifted slightly, pressing herself even closer to me. The warmth from her sacred place was almost unbearable.

As always, my perverted mind was taking over.

With my face buried in her chest, the temptation was too much.

"Well, isn't this your fault, Nee-san? What kind of thoughts do you think will enter my head when you say you'll have me all to yourself?" I cheekily answered while keeping my hand and lower body behaved, for now.