Gabrielle thought nothing of Fleur’s whimper, or whatever it was. Not that she didn’t find it hot, quite the contrary. Gabrielle lived to make her sister make such submissive sounds. If she only knew that Fleur was submissive with so very few.
“Vous l'aimez…” Gabrielle smirked at her sister. You love it… Her mind was swirling with “evil” thoughts about their week together. She almost couldn’t wait to try a few of her ideas. Almost… “Si je suis mauvais, queest-ce que cela te fait?” If I am evil, what does that make you?
“Are you going to come again for me?” Gabrielle asked, lust practically dripping from her voice. Impatient, she swirled her fingers about just so knowing Fleur would scream out as she came again.
Gabrielle mirrored Fleur’s movements on the otherside of her knickers. “You think zhat I will let you fuck me?” Gabrielle whispered huskily. She knew that she would lose control to Fleur eventually, but that didn’t mean she would just give in.
“What if I tie you up when you get back? Part you legs and slide between them to rub my cunt against yours?” Gabrielle suggested as her fingers moved in and out of Fleur. “I will tie you up if I have to…I want that so bad…”