Fleur could feel her lips curling into a grin. She knew that she made Gabrielle wet, really who didn't she make wet, but it always pleased her to hear it from her sister. And the same went for her, she could jsut be watching her sister from across the room at a party or such and want to drag her into a broom closet for some release.
Gasping at an increasing rate, Fleur managed moans in between, on the edge of coming. She was so close and she gripped her sister's hair tighter. "Gabrielle..."
The two fingers that suddenly entered her cunt, along with the lips on her clit and her sister's urging was enough to drive Fleur over the edge. She cried out Gabrielle's name as she climaxed and fell back onto the bed, breathing heavily.