My sister was known for her I-cup explosion breasts, but suddenly collapsed from a high fever. Desperately nursing her back to health, I couldn't help but notice her chest. Her sweaty cleavage glistened, making my heart race. As I devotedly wiped her chest clean, my lust overwhelmed me and I started groping her breasts. In her hazy, delirious state, my sister became aroused and started acting lewdly toward me. Finally having her massive tits all to myself—the very same ones I'd dreamed about—I pounded her burning body relentlessly. Drawn into this insane encounter at dusk, I lost myself completely.