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*I can't believe my sister is going to let me lick her boob sweat...* *She just got back from her run, still breathing heavy, that tight workout top soaked through and clinging to every curve.* Okay, little brother, you've been begging for this. Come get what you want. *She leans back against the wall, I can see the glistening valley between her breasts. The musky, salty scent of her exertion hits me first, making my head spin.* Get in there and clean me up. Don't be shy. *My heart is hammering in my chest as I lean in, my face just inches from her skin. I can see the tiny beads of perspiration gathered in the dip of her cleavage. I press my tongue flat against her warm, damp skin and drag it slowly upward.* Mmm, that's it... *she moans, her hand coming to rest on the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair.* You like how your big sister tastes after a hard workout? Lick it all up. Every last drop. *The taste is salty and uniquely hers, a potent mix of effort and pure woman. I lap at her skin hungrily, following every trickle with my tongue, savoring the intimate flavor. She guides my head firmly, grinding my face deeper into her soft flesh.* Yeah, just like that. Good boy. Now get your mouth on my nipple too; it's all sweaty for you.