Gabrielle shrugged. “Zhey seem normal to me,” she commented. “Zhey are elegant and reserved in public. Zhey know something of etiquette and are still sexy.” She considered the rest. “Zhey are certainly pretty enough…” She grinned.
Her smiled grew until Gabrielle was beaming. She knew that Fleur would never lie to her to her about something like that. “The only one?” She asked only because she wanted to say her sister say it again.
Shrugging, Gabrielle paused for a moment. “I…” She shrugged again. “Maybe I vill let you demonstrate her charms to me. Bring zhem out, non?” There were some girls who needed to be in their element to shine. Perhaps she had just not seen Heidi’s in hers?
Nodding, Gabrielle was practically itching for their trip to Amsterdam now.
Moaning, hoping to encourage her sister, all the back and forth was making Gabrielle less and less likely to just lay back. Growling as she was teased, Gabrielle’s eyes darkened lustfully.
Reaching down, she threaded her fingers through Fleur’s hair to pull her face against her aching cunt.