"You will, chere, trust me..." FLeur purred as she worked her sister closer to orgasm. "I will not leave 'ere until you 'ave " 'elped" me..."
Fleur could feel Gabrielle's hand between her thigh and loved the sensation it sent through her as she was relieved just a little.
Nodding, Fleur answered, knowing her sister was close. "Oui. Come for me, soeur..."
Gabrielle's orgasm looked so arousing to FLeur as she watched the younger Delacour squeal and squirm in her lap. After Gabrielle had calmed down, FLeur slowly removed the handle of the brush from Gabrielle's cunt and brought it to her mouth, licking her sister's juices off of it.