Julie draped her other arm about Carol's shoulders, pulling her head down. Carol felt Julie kiss the top of her head. She wanted to fling her arms about Julie and hold her tightly. But all she could do was rest her head on her sister's shoulder and shiver.

Julie placed her palm over Carol's tit.

"Don't move," Julie whispered when Carol started to sit up. "Don't move, Carol."

Carol felt her sister's palm pressing against her tit. She felt her nipple swell into hardness, pressing at the cup of her bra. When Julie gently squeezed her tit, she moaned softly. Sliding her hand off her leg, Julie placed a finger on Carol's chin and tilted her head up. Carol gazed at her sister with teary eyes. When Julie lowered her lips down, Carol didn't resist. The wet heat of Julie's lips smashed at hers and Carol groaned as the kiss became hot. She felt Julie's lips writhe against hers, opening slightly.

And then Julie poked the tip of her tongue into Carol's mouth, hotly, drawing Carol's tongue past her lips and into her mouth. Carol moaned and grabbed at Julie's waist.

"Oooommm," she mewled.

She licked her tongue about the wetness, tasting her sister's mouth. She was sure she tasted Bobby's come juice lingering there, but it might only have been her wild imagination.

Julie squeezed Carol's tit and now that she was sucking on that darting tongue, she returned her other hand to Carol's knee. Carol felt her sister sliding her hot hand up her thigh but made no protest. She gurgled into Julie's mouth and as the fingers moved higher, Carol opened her legs.

"Ohhhhh, Carol!" Julie moaned, shooting her hand between her sister's thighs and cupping the wet crotch of her panties. "You're so wet and hot, Carol!"

Rubbing her palm up and down Carol's panties, squeezing her tit with the other hand, Julie pulled her lips from Carol's tongue. "You saw what I was doing with Bobby, didn't you?"