My stepsister Azusa, who returned to Tokyo after four years, still retained her innocent charm from student days but now exuded a certain allure. One morning, when I went to wake her up, we crossed the line. After that, she would whisper temptations in my ear, seeking my cock even with my wife by her side. Sometimes, she would even show me masturbating from behind the sliding door. The moment my wife left her seat, we would fiercely give in to each other's desires. Azusa will leave when the holiday ends; I kept telling myself that our relationship was only until the end of the holiday and savored every inch of her young body.
