#187638 - As they worked out, he watched her tits bouncing as she jogged on the treadmill, smiled as her buns worked up and down on the Stairmaster, and held his breath as she pressed against the Nautilus machines and pushed up the bar weights, each new exercise bringing a thrill to his loins as her body strained at the thin elastic covering it, sweat trickling between her breasts and ass crack. She melted into his arms, draping her tongue around his in a paroxysm of passion, lost in the heat of desire. Brad lifted off his sister enough to rip his own T-shirt off, then unbuttoned her tight white shorts.
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