So one night, when Roxanne had worked herself up pretty well, Vivianne slipped under the covers with her.So one night, when Roxanne had worked herself up pretty well, Vivianne slipped under the covers with her. Roxy snatched her hands away from her pussy, only to have them replaced by Viv's own slim little hand. "What's the matter, sis?" she whispered, "Are you all hot and bothered?" Rox tried to protest, but Vivianne was extremely adept, and she soon had her sister in the palm of her hand, so to speak. Pretty soon, Roxanne was cumming, clutching her younger sister around the shoulders and passionately kissing her lips. Their trysts soon progressed from mutual masturbation to all out sixty-nining, or "sister-nining" as Vivianne called it. Within the year, Vivianne had arranged for both of them to lose their virginity. Roxanne was soon getting down and dirty with many different guys, until that fateful weekend with Charlie Meier, Sr., the result being that 5 weeks later Charlie stomped on a glass, everyone yelled "Mazel-tof!" and Roxanne was a pregnant bride. "Thank God your father wasn't alive to see this. At least he's Jewish," her mother had said. But Roxanne never forgot those great sessions with Viv, and the two had gotten together frequently until Viv had headed West 5 years ago. Now, idly stroking her pussy lips, she shivered in delight at the night ahead. Vivianne slid into bed naked and cupped her sister's pussy in one hand. "What's the matter, sis?" she whispered in an echo of the past and Roxanne's thoughts, "Are you all hot and bothered?" "I am now," Rox whispered back, gathering her younger sister into her arms and kissing her deeply on the lips. |