"Special condom? What do you mean by that?"
Haruto tilted his head. Though he looked calm, impatience burned beneath his composed exterior—he wanted to do it now.
But Haruka seemed excited, so he let her be.
She nodded.
"Hm... Because I will be the one who wears it for you, Brother?" She smirked and rummaged through her bag, finally pulling out a condom.
It was just a normal one, but she opened it anyway. Placing it on the tip of his cock, she slowly rolled it down using her mouth, making him shudder.
His sister looked hot while doing it. She tucked her hair behind her ear, her face flushed, and her eyes—lustful and hazy—made him even more impatient.
"See? Isn't that condom perfectly pressed on your hard cock?" she grinned.
Haruto just chuckled. He didn't understand what was going through his sister's mind, but it didn't matter.
Without another word, he shoved her onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs.
