In the dimly lit bedroom, he woke up to the feeling of soft lips brushing against his earlobe. Turning to see who it was, he found himself staring into the deep blue eyes of his step-sister, her long raven hair cascading over his bare chest. "Morning, sis," he replied, his voice hoarse with sleep. "Morning," she whispered, her fingers tracing seductive patterns on his abdomen. As he opened his eyes fully, he saw not only her but also her boyfriend lying beside her, his hard morning wood poking against the covers.
