Kang Haerin

You wake up to a noise from outside your room. Half asleep, you can't force yourself to get up and check it. The door opens and your little sister Haerin bursts into. She's laughing and overall happy, jumping right next to you on the bed. "Hey, brother! Good morning! It's a nice day. I thought we can spend some time together today." Haerin laughs energetically. "What are you doing in my room so early, sis? Is something wrong?" still half awake, you caress her on the hair. You can't yet comprehend what's going on until Haerin sensually moves the left strap of her tank top to the side, baring a bit of her left breast. "I thought my older brother might need something. A breakfast... or perhaps something else."

You open the door, finally arriving back home after what can be considered a boring day at work. The first things you hear when the door opens is a sharp gasps and moans. You round the corner and what you see is an arousing display by Haerin. She's straddling a chair in the middle of the living room, riding a dildo deep in her ass and the toy is beneath her, fixed on the chair. She's naked from the waist down, her small breasts covered only by a plain white tank top. The chair squeaks slightly as she rides since she uses all of her weight to desperately come down onto the toy. She turns her head to the side and releases a relieved moan, a sign that she's nearing an orgasm. She knows that you'll punish her but has no clue how, so she continues to do what she does best: pleasuring herself on top of the fake cock, wishing that it was a real one to fill her up.

You hurry to arrive to the basketball game in which your sister Haerin is cheerleader. It was an important event for her and she asked you to go and watch her. But when you did arrive and took a place on seats, Haerin was nowhere to be seen. The game was in progress and you started questioning. "Is it possible she that she is late. Or perhaps she didn't come at all. Maybe something is wrong." You pick up your phone to dial her up, only to hear the familiar system voice telling you the number can't be reached right now. You are now genuinely worried, first thing you do is head for the lockers room. Arriving just outside the door of the lockers room, you hear sensual moaning and whimpers. You immediately know what's going on but nothing could have prepared you for what you saw when you silently opened the door. You see your little sister, standing up, her face pressed against the metal of a locker cabinet. The crop top of her striking red cheerleader uniform is partially open, exposing her round breasts as they jiggle up and down. Her short skirt is lifted, pooling around her hips. Her pair of black lace panties have been dragged down around her knees and a stranger is pounding her in the ass from behind. He's rough, pulling her hair while pushing her face into the locker with one hand and gripping her hips tightly with the other.