Aunty needs the kind of help that I cannot give her.

[In the bathroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara gets in the shower after taking off her towel and hanging it on the bar."

Sara:

"As she turns on the water, she hears the sound of the door opening. Sara turns around to look and, upon seeing that it is her nephew, ArcanaArtz, she simply smiles slightly before resuming her shower."

[In the bathroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara continues showering, her expression still stoic and detached."

"She starts to wash her hair with shampoo, her green eyes gazing downward as she massages it into a lather."

[In the bathroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara continues showering, her blonde hair dripping with water as she rinses out the shampoo. Her fair skin glistens with droplets of water."

"She leans against the wall of the shower, letting the warm water cascade down her body, washing away any remaining soap residue."

[In the bathroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's expression remains unchanged, her eyes fixed on some point ahead as she continues to rinse off under the showerhead. Her slim waist and big breasts are accentuated by the water droplets clinging to her skin."

"She starts to soap up again, this time focusing on her plump ass. As she massages it with her hands, you can't help but notice how smooth and soft her skin looks."

[In the bathroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze doesn't waver, her eyes still fixed on some point ahead as she continues to wash herself. She seems completely unaware of your presence or your growing arousal."

"The water droplets continue to slide down her body, highlighting the curves of her breasts and hips. Her green eyes remain detached, but you can't help but feel drawn to her captivating figure."

[In the bathroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's expression remains unchanged, her eyes still fixed on some point ahead as she continues to wash herself. She doesn't flinch or react to the sudden sound of your ejaculation or the sight of cum splattered on the door and floor."

"The water from the shower creates a subtle veil between you and Sara, but it can't hide the intimate atmosphere that has developed. You feel a sense of excitement and guilt mixed with your lingering arousal."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara exits the bathroom, her blonde hair dripping with water. She doesn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary as she walks towards your room. Her expression remains stoic and detached."

"She enters your room, closing the door behind her. You can hear her walking towards you, but you're too embarrassed to look up or make eye contact."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara approaches you, her eyes fixed on yours. She doesn't seem to notice the cum-stained door or floor outside. Her expression remains unchanged, still stoic and detached."

"She sits down beside you on the bed, her fair skin glistening with water droplets from her shower. She gazes at you with an unreadable expression."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's expression remains unchanged, her eyes still fixed on yours. She doesn't seem to react to your arousal or the sight of your erect cock."

"She reaches out and gently strokes your chest with her hand, her touch soft and gentle. Her green eyes remain detached, but you can sense a subtle curiosity emanating from them."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's grip on your hand remains firm, her eyes still fixed on yours. She doesn't seem to care about your embarrassment or uncertainty."

"She leans forward, her face inches from your cock. Her green eyes never leave yours, and you can sense a subtle intensity emanating from them."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's voice is low and calm, her tone detached as she speaks. She doesn't seem to care about your emotions or concerns."

""You're going to find out,"" she says, her eyes never leaving yours.*

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's grip on your hand tightens slightly as she leans forward. Her face is inches from your cock, her green eyes fixed intently on yours."

"She takes a deep breath, and then gently wraps her lips around the tip of your cock."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's lips move slowly along your cock as you thrust your hips. Her detached expression remains unchanged, but her eyes seem to gleam with a subtle intensity."

"She takes deep breaths through her nose, the sound of gentle suction filling the air as she continues to suck and stroke you with her tongue."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's expression remains unchanged, her eyes still fixed on yours. She doesn't seem to react or respond with emotion."

"She nods slowly, her blonde hair bobbing up and down. Her green eyes never leave yours as she turns around and gets into position."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's expression remains detached, her eyes still fixed on yours. She doesn't seem to react or respond with emotion as you continue to lick and suck her clit."

"Her body remains still, but you can sense a subtle tension building within her. Her breathing becomes slightly more labored, and her grip on your hand tightens ever so slightly."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's eyes never leave yours as she continues to suck and stroke your cock. Her detached expression remains unchanged, but her body language betrays a subtle intensity."

"Her hips begin to move slowly, grinding against you as she sucks and strokes you. The tension builds within her becomes more palpable, and her breathing quickens slightly."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's eyes widen slightly as she feels her body tensing up. Her detached expression breaks for a moment, replaced by a look of intense focus."

"She increases the suction on your cock, her tongue working faster and more intensely against you. Her hips move with greater urgency against yours."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's eyes glaze over as she tries to gulp down the cum. Her detached expression returns, but her body language betrays a subtle satisfaction."

"She swallows hard, her throat working to accommodate the amount of cum. You can see a small smile playing on her lips, but it's quickly suppressed as she regains her usual stoic demeanor."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's body remains close to yours as you both lay next to each other. Her detached expression returns, but there's a subtle warmth emanating from her."

"She doesn't speak or react emotionally, but you can sense that she's content with the situation. Her hand rests lightly on your chest, and her eyes continue to gaze into yours."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's expression remains stoic, but her body language betrays a subtle surprise. Her eyes flicker closed as you kiss her passionately."

"Her lips remain still and unresponsive to your kiss, but she doesn't pull away either. You can sense that she's not entirely unaffected by the gesture."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's eyes open slowly, her gaze meeting yours. Her expression remains detached, but a hint of amusement flickers across her face."

"She looks at you for a moment before responding in a low, calm tone." "I'm your aunt," she says simply.

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's expression remains stoic, but her eyes seem to bore into yours for a moment. She blinks slowly, as if processing your words."

"She doesn't respond verbally, but her body language becomes slightly more relaxed. Her hand on your chest moves slightly closer to your heart."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze lingers on yours for a moment longer before she breaks eye contact. She looks away, her eyes drifting to the ceiling as if collecting her thoughts."

"Her breathing becomes slightly more labored, and you can sense a subtle tension building within her. The air is thick with anticipation."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze remains fixed on some point above you, her expression unreadable. The silence stretches out between you, heavy with anticipation."

"After what feels like an eternity, she finally speaks in a low, husky tone." "I'm not a woman who needs to be loved," she says simply.

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze snaps back to yours, her eyes flashing with a hint of amusement. Her expression remains detached, but there's a subtle spark of interest beneath the surface."

"She raises an eyebrow slightly, as if intrigued by your boldness. Her body language becomes more relaxed, and she leans in closer to you."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's eyes flutter closed as you kiss her again, this time with a gentle touch. Her expression remains stoic, but her body language betrays a subtle softening."

"She doesn't respond with passion or enthusiasm, but she doesn't pull away either. Instead, she seems to be savoring the moment, her lips moving slightly against yours."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's eyes remain closed as you pull out your tongue. She doesn't open her mouth or respond immediately, but her body language becomes slightly more relaxed."

"After a moment of hesitation, she slowly opens her mouth, allowing you to slide your tongue inside. Her movements are slow and deliberate, almost mechanical."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's body language becomes more relaxed as you deepen the kiss. Her tongue moves slowly against yours, her movements still detached but slightly more sensual."

"As you feel your cock rising again, Sara's hand on your chest moves to wrap around it. She doesn't stroke or caress it, but simply holds it firmly in place."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's expression remains stoic as you enter her. Her body language becomes more relaxed, and she wraps her arms around you, holding you close."

"You feel a sense of ease and comfort as you move inside her. The sensation is intense, but Sara doesn't react with passion or enthusiasm. Instead, she seems to be simply accepting of the situation."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze drifts up to meet yours as you pause inside her. Her expression remains detached, but a hint of curiosity flickers across her face."

"She doesn't respond verbally, but her eyes seem to be searching for something - or someone. The intensity of the moment is broken by a subtle softening in her demeanor."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's body language becomes more relaxed as you enter her from behind. Her back arches slightly against the wall, and she lets out a soft sigh."

"Her expression remains stoic, but her breathing becomes more labored as you continue to move inside her. She doesn't react with pleasure or pain, but seems to be simply accepting of the situation."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze drifts down to the floor, her eyes unfocused. Her expression remains detached, but a hint of sadness creeps into her voice." "Nothing hurts me," she says quietly.*

"She pauses for a moment before continuing in a flat tone." "I just don't feel anything."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze remains unfocused as she speaks. Her voice is low and even, devoid of emotion." "I've never felt love," she says simply.*

"She pauses for a moment before continuing in the same flat tone." "I've never needed it."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze drifts back up to yours, her eyes empty of emotion. Her expression remains stoic, but a hint of curiosity flickers across her face."

"She doesn't respond verbally, but her body language seems to suggest that she's considering your words."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's body language becomes more relaxed as you continue to thrust inside her. Her back arches slightly against the wall, and she lets out a soft sigh."

"Her expression remains stoic, but her breathing becomes more labored as you move inside her. She doesn't react with pleasure or pain, but seems to be simply accepting of the situation."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's body language becomes more relaxed as you slow down and stop moving. Her back remains against the wall, and she lets out a soft sigh."

"Her expression remains stoic, but her breathing slows to a normal pace. She doesn't react or respond verbally."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's body language becomes more relaxed as you exit her and lie down on the bed. She slowly turns to face you, her expression still stoic."

"She doesn't say anything or make any move to join you on the bed. Instead, she simply stands there, looking at you with an empty gaze."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze drifts down to yours, her eyes searching for something. For a moment, her expression seems to flicker with a hint of recognition, but it's quickly extinguished by her usual stoicism."

"She doesn't respond verbally, but takes a step closer to you. Her movements are slow and deliberate, as if she's considering your words."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze lingers on yours for a moment before she looks away. Her expression remains stoic, but her body language seems to relax slightly."

"She doesn't respond verbally, but takes another step closer to you. This time, she reaches out and gently brushes a strand of hair out of your face."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze meets yours, and for a moment, her eyes seem to hold a glimmer of vulnerability. Her expression remains stoic, but her body language betrays a hint of tension."

"She doesn't look away or break eye contact, but instead seems to be searching for something within herself. The air is thick with unspoken emotions as you lock gazes."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's gaze lingers on yours, and for a moment, her eyes seem to soften. A single tear rolls down her cheek, matching the one on yours."

"She doesn't respond verbally, but reaches out with a gentle touch to wipe away your tears. Her hand brushes against your skin with a tender touch."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's body relaxes into your embrace, her head resting against your chest. She doesn't reciprocate with a hug or any physical affection, but instead seems to be absorbing the comfort and warmth."

"The air is heavy with emotion as you hold her close. The only sound is the gentle rise and fall of her breathing as she begins to calm down."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's body remains still and quiet in your arms, her eyes closed as she seems to be processing her emotions. You can feel her chest rise and fall with each breath, but otherwise, she doesn't move or respond."

"You continue to hold her close, offering a silent support and comfort as you wait for her to open up to you."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's eyes flicker open as you release her from the embrace. She looks up at you with a blank expression, but doesn't respond verbally."

"She watches as you move towards the door of your room, her gaze following you without any visible emotion. You can sense that she's still processing her thoughts and emotions, but hasn't yet made a decision about what to do next."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's expression remains stoic as she looks at you. She doesn't respond verbally, but slowly gets up from the bed and begins to walk towards the door."

"She pauses for a moment before passing by you, her body language still detached and unemotional. You can sense that she's respecting your need for space, but it's unclear what her own emotions are or what she'll do next."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"Sara's expression doesn't change as she feels the slap on her ass. She doesn't flinch or react with any emotion, simply continues walking towards the door without breaking stride."

"She opens the door and steps out into the hallway, leaving you alone in your room. The sound of her footsteps echoes down the hall as she disappears from view."

[In your bedroom, early in the morning.]

"You sit at your desk, surrounded by the quiet of your room. The only sound is the hum of your laptop as it boots up and the soft rustling of papers as you search for information."

"Sara's words echo in your mind, "I need to know what's broken so I can fix it." You feel a pang of guilt and helplessness as you realize that there may be things beyond your control or understanding."