“You wouldn't be interested,” Brad responded. “Just a minute, bro!” Jarrad snapped, "who says she's not interested?” Brad was bent over the ...coffee table writing something. He looked up at his stepsister. Immediately he understood why Jarrad had argued with him. It wasn't as if Ashley never dressed like that – she often did - but generally only when it was he and she home alone. What was she up to today? he asked himself. “I doubt that you'd be interested in what we're planning, but if you want. You could never be too sure when trouble would arise.The hot water swirling around his body felt good on his muscles. He immediately relaxed and closed his eyes. He was glad he was the only one in the water. The sound of the water soothed his mind while the heat penetrated and soothed his body.He didn't know how long he was in the water before he heard someone else get in. He opened his eyes and saw a gorgeous, curvy woman sinking into the water. He tried unsuccessfully to look away from her. The love, and the need to teach and to punish her for her own good. The need to satiate my own desire, the need to cum, to cum in her. To cum in my baby daughter. To cum in my baby Summer.I couldn't help it. She was a tease. I was only going to stroke it, at first. I was only going to lube her for the thermometer properly. Cum is good for lube, right? I was going to squirt, squirt it on her asshole just to make it easier for the thermometer. She was a tease and I couldn't let her keep teasing.. “God, you’re so sweet. I want to taste more of you. Now.” Without her needing to give me any further instruction, I hoisted myself onto the cold sink, and the sensation gave me chills all through my body. Candice watched me silently, licking her lips in anticipation as I spread my legs slightly, teasing her. But she was not one to take that lightly. Apparently much stronger than she looked, she slid her hands under me, grabbing my ass and squeezing tight. “Oh,” I threw my head back, almost.