





Justin creeps his body over the side of his step-sisters’s belly button. The rough grooves of her skin drag against his shirt as he looks down into the darkness of the opening. “Don’t tell your wife about this, okay?” Laura called from above. “The things we usually do together are bad enough.” The look of guilt is quickly replaced with lust. Her fingers sweep over her moist lips far below as she watches her sister’s husband peer down into her belly button. The tiny man tickles her skin, and goosebumps sprout around him.