"Mmmmmm… ohhhh, God, I'm gonna come… I'm gonna come…"

Jane almost stepped back from the curtain then. She knew she couldn't continue to watch what Terry was doing without being disturbed by it. She was disturbed enough as it w. But the plunging movements of her sister's hips fascinated her. She'd never seen a human being move like that… not ever! She'd always avoided thinking of the details of how a man and woman really fucked. She'd assumed that the woman lay down and parted her legs slightly. Then the man pushed his cock into the woman's body and deposited his corn quickly. No one had ever told her any different. But to watch her sister's furious and frantic movements made her wonder. Did the woman really get excited enough to reveal her passion in such an animalistic way? Or was Terry a special case? Maybe the presence of a man would change the young girl's behavior. Jane just didn't know.

"Mmmm… uhnnn… ohhh, Jesus… ohhh, fuck!" The bathwater splashed over the edge of the tub as Terry jerked her immature hips up and down against her clawing fingers. Jane could see now that she had the drain open slightly to keep the water from covering her mound. The insides of her thighs were smeared with the hand lotion and it hung in glops from her fingers as she continued to caress her dainty opening.

Jane could see the little bump of her clitoris.

She knew she had one, too, but site rarely took a look at the way she was put together. Just doing that seemed to make her think wrong thoughts. A girl's body was so soft, so slick and sensitive. Just the wrong kind of touch could set off a whirlwind of emotions. Jane had never wanted to take the chance. She was curious but not that curious.