FLeur moaned softly as Gabrielle slowly removed her panties. She wanted nothing more than to just tear them off and pull her sister's face into her cunt, but she knew that she had to be graceful about it and end the end it would be much more worth it.
"You always make me zhat way, soeur..." Fleur answered honestly. Her sister could always make her wet and ready. Whether Gabrielle is trying to or not.
Groaning as Gabrielle's mouth finally touched her folds, she did not lose the fact that Gabrielle was, she was sure, neglecting her clit. She arched her back as Gabrielle's tongue was pushed into her, "Mon Dieu, Gabrielle..."
Finally, she felt Gabrielle's lips on her clit. She gasped and knew she was close, after all the build up. She took a hand and tangled it in Gabrielle's hair, pulling her closer. "I'm almost zhere..."