Gabrielle didn’t need to exaggerate much; her moans, pants and whimpers were louder than normal due to her arousal. She gave Lavender an evil grin as her lover masterfully worked Gabrielle to orgasm.
However, Lavender seemed unphased by the look. Still half asleep, she wore a blissful, dopey smile as she watched Fleur’s head moving between her sister’s legs. Absently, Lavender pondered that she should have thought it was wrong, but it was too bloody hot!
Lavender’s head fell back as she slid two fingers inside herself and began to move them frantically. Moaning loudly herself, she saw no reason to hide that she was watching.
Gabrielle’s whole body shook violently as she came. Her clawed fingers dug into the upholstery of the couch as she rode out her orgasm against Fleur’s lips.