Fleur heard Gabrielle's growl and grinned. She was aware that her sister was, by now, likely to be anxious to have her turn with FLeur. But, Fleur liked to drag the torment out.
At Gabrielle's moan, Fleur chuckled. "What ees wrong, Gabrielle?" she teased as she finished licking clean the brush and set it aside on the bed. "Are you ready? Eet ees your turn to please me." she put a finger to ehr chin as she thought. "'ow should I make you service me? On your knees wizh me sitting wizh my legs spread and leaning back on zhe edge of zhe bed? Or maybe you on your back and me riding your face?" She wanted to feel her sister's talented tongue.