Gabrielle moaned as Fleur touched her naked sex under her skirt. Her mouth hung open a little as she her sister teased her. “Put your fingers inside me,” Gabrielle whimpered, the story and all the tension between them making her need even more than usual and putting her at Fleur’s tender mercies.
“Nor I,” she admitted. “Maybe zhe is not, it was just me, non?”
“I sat a little higher and looked down at her and asked if she wanted it to be you more than me,” Gabrielle continued, smiling evilly.