"Ted? Henry! You fantasize about my son, your son, too?"

"God, yes! All the time, and it's driving me crazy, Peggy!"

Peggy decided immediately.

With a smile, she pushed her sister back until Arlene was sitting on the couch, her tear-strained face flushed, showing an excited embarrassment. "Maybe I should go now, Peggy."

"Later, Arlene," Peggy whispered, her voice very throaty.

With slow and deliberate motions, she slipped her skirt up her thighs. Arlene's eyes followed, wide and hot. With her skirt about her hips, Peggy opened her slim thighs, exposing her wispy panties to her sister.

"You've gotten me excited, Arlene. Look, see how wet you've made me, saying you wanted to kiss it."

Arlene was hardly breathing as she stared between Peggy's smooth legs. Peggy had nylons on, attached to a garter belt, and the smooth, soft flesh above the nylons fascinated Arlene.

"Kiss it now, Arlene," Peggy said softly. "Kiss me there now."

"Oh, Peggy!" Arlene slipped from the couch to her knees, sliding her warm hands up her sister's thighs, around her hips, pushing the skirt to Peggy's waist. She gazed at the triangle of matted dark pussy hair, at the wetness of the panties. "Oh, Peggy! So lovely, so beautiful!"

"Kiss my pussy, Arlene!" Peggy gasped, scooting her ass to the edge of the coffee table. She placed her hand on the back of her sister's head, urging her face between her thighs. "Kiss my cunt, Arlene!"

"Ahhhh, yes, yes!" Arlene sobbed, inhaling the delicate scent of her older sister's cunt. "Oh, yes! I want to kiss it, kiss your cunt, taste it and lick it!"

Peggy pulled her sister's face into her crotch. Arlene whimpered as her mouth brushed at the panties and she gave a cry as she closed her lips upon Peggy's pussy. Peggy gasped as she felt her sister's tongue, sliding up and down the drenched crotch of her panties. She lifted one leg and draped it over Arlene's shoulder. Arlene sucked at her panties, tasting the juices.