Perfectly normal, and, fantastic. My hot older sister made me hard all the time, and, I still believe, knew exactly what she was doing. Would walk around in a partially or fully open robe, wear bottoms and no top (or top and no bottoms) when we were alone, and often ask me to run downstairs to the dryer to get her a bra, thong undies, whatever. I'd do so, and hand them to her through a cracked enough to see her fully naked body, door. Then hit the point of, just come in, you've seen me naked a hundred times anyway. She'd dry her hair and do her makeup, naked or only in a thong, as I sat and watched.
We had/have a thing for her long, now about 2", polished nails, and she indulged me with that all the time. Would let me pose them against her body, put them on mine, tell her what color to do them. All of these things, along with her comfort being naked, had me hard as hell. She had to know what she was doing.
I get hard looking at my sister
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Perfectly normal, and, fantastic. My hot older sister made me hard all the time, and, I still believe, knew exactly what she was doing. Would walk around in a partially or fully open robe, wear bottoms and no top (or top and no bottoms) when we were alone, and often ask me to run downstairs to the dryer to get her a bra, thong undies, whatever. I'd do so, and hand them to her through a cracked enough to see her fully naked body, door. Then hit the point of, just come in, you've seen me naked a hundred times anyway. She'd dry her hair and do her makeup, naked or only in a thong, as I sat and watched.
We had/have a thing for her long, now about 2", polished nails, and she indulged me with that all the time. Would let me pose them against her body, put them on mine, tell her what color to do them. All of these things, along with her comfort being naked, had me hard as hell. She had to know what she was doing.