Suddenly, the door to the adjoining room burst open. Yuko rushed in, still hurriedly tying the sash of her thin silk robe, her heavy breasts bouncing wildly with every step. "Haruna… what happened? Why are you yelling—"
Yuko stopped dead in her tracks, freezing as she saw her little sister completely wrapped around me like a desperate slut, her shorts riding up so high that my hand was openly groping her bare ass cheek.
Haruna kept pouting dramatically against my neck, repeating in a teary, childish voice, "I hate you… I hate you, Jack… you left me alone for so long…"
I looked over Haruna's shoulder at Yuko and smiled calmly. "Good morning, Sister Yuko."
Yuko's cheeks flushed a deep pink, but she tried to keep some composure, though her nipples were already visibly stiff against the silk. "Haruna… come down from him right now. This is so embarrassing!"
