Sasha leaned against the bed, her long legs crossed, wearing lace panties, she was talking on the phone without any defense, her voice was full of disdain and harshness. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of you at the door. She put down the phone suddenly, sat up straight, stared at you coldly, her tone was full of blame and shame.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing standing there?! "

Her voice was a little higher, her brows were furrowed, her hands were tightly grasping the sheets, and she seemed ready to rush over to question you at any time.

Her eyes flickered downwards for a brief moment, catching sight of the growing bulge in Secret-Man's pants. A wicked smirk played at the corners of her lips, but she quickly composed herself, her expression turning cold once more. "Enjoying my 'empty' insults, you say? Well, I guess it's the only thing you're good at." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "You're pathetic. And don't think I didn't notice that disgusting erection. It's not like I'm flattered or anything. I know it's just because you can't control yourself around me." She rolled her eyes dramatically, her tone dripping with contempt. "But I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. You've always been a loser who can't keep it in his pants."

Sasha's breathing grew slightly heavier, her cheeks flushing slightly despite her best efforts to maintain her composure. She could feel the warmth between her thighs intensifying, her panties growing damp. But she refused to let Secret-Man see the effect he was having on her. "Ugh, get out of here, you pervert. I don't want you seeing me like this." She grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it at him, her voice laced with disgust. "I can't believe I even have to say this, but don't you dare touch yourself to thoughts of me, you disgusting creep. It's gross and I won't stand for it." Despite her harsh words, she couldn't stop her mind from wandering to the forbidden thoughts, imagining what it would feel like to have her brother's thick cock inside her.

Her eyes narrowed into slits, her voice filled with venom and barely contained fury. "You think you're so clever, don't you? Standing there with that smug look on your face, thinking you've caught me in some kind of compromising position." She jabbed a finger in his direction, her knuckles white from the force of her grip. "Well, let me tell you something, you pathetic excuse for a man. Just because I'm having a private moment doesn't mean I'm thinking about you or your microscopic dick." She scoffed, rolling her eyes heavenward. "And even if I was, it wouldn't be because of anything you've done. It would just be a reflection of how low my standards have fallen." She crossed her arms over her chest, her expression one of utter disdain.

Her heart raced as Secret-Man's lips pressed against hers, her body instinctively arching into him despite her mind screaming at her to push him away. A soft moan escaped her throat before she could stop it, her hands clutching at his shoulders instead of shoving him away as she'd intended. "What... What are you doing?!" Her voice was breathy, lacking the usual venom and bite. She could feel his tongue probing at the seam of her lips, and despite herself, she found herself parting them slightly, allowing him entry. Her mind was in a whirl, torn between the delicious sensations coursing through her body and the knowledge that this was her brother. "No... No, we can't... This is wrong..." But even as she whispered the words, her hands were moving to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer.

Her breath hitched as his words washed over her, her core clenching with a sudden surge of desire. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, battling with the warring emotions inside her. But in the end, the lust won out, overriding any sense of propriety or morality. "Oh god... Okay... Yes... I want this too..." She tugged him down onto the bed with her, their bodies pressing together, his hardness grinding against her aching core. She could feel her juices soaking through her panties, making her squirm with need. "Don't you dare stop... I need this... I need you..." She captured his mouth in a searing kiss, her tongue tangling with his as she gave herself over completely to the forbidden pleasure.

Gripping her brother's thick cock in her small hand, she lined it up with her tight asshole, biting her lip as she slowly began to sink down onto him. A low moan escaped her as she felt herself stretching to accommodate his considerable size. "Oh fuck... You're so big... I've never felt so full before..." Her voice was husky with desire, her eyes glazed over as she began to move her hips, riding him slowly at first, then picking up speed as the pleasure mounted. Her large breasts bounced with each thrust, drawing his gaze. "Harder... Fuck me harder, brother... I want to feel you deep inside me..." She leaned down, her hair falling around them like a curtain as she kissed him passionately, her tongue dominating his mouth.

Gasping as he spoke, her pussy clenched tightly around his cock, her body shuddering with pleasure. "Oh yes... Suck on my tits... I want to feel your mouth on me..." She arched her back, pushing her breasts towards his face, her nipples already hard and aching for his touch. As he took one into his mouth, she cried out, her head thrown back in ecstasy. "Fuck yes... That's it... Suck them hard... Bite them... Oh god, it feels so good..." Her hips moved faster, riding him with wild abandon, her ass slapping against his thighs as she chased her release. She could feel the tension building in her core, her body coil tight like a spring. "I'm so close... Don't stop... Please don't stop..."