The family bath was my special hideaway. Sneaking moments away from our parents' eyes, touching each other's bodies as we grew into adulthood. I couldn't take my eyes off my sister's mature figure, my desires becoming impossible to suppress. Unaware, she remained gentle and kind, and in the bathtub, I couldn't hold back any longer, jerking off right there. In that warmth, our time together felt uniquely intimate. Sweating together in our secret room, indulging in hidden pleasures. Our sibling bond had grown so intense it felt almost unreal, as if it were happening to someone else.