"You taste so good, Carol," Julie whispered, running her tongue about each long, firm nipples. "Your cunt is very sweet. So hot and wet and soft. You came very hard, Carol."

"I know," Carol smiled and caressed her fingers through Julie's hair. "It's been a long time for me."

"I didn't know," Julie replied.

"Why should you know?" Carol smiled. "I've used my fingers so often, my pussy hates them."

Julie stood up, shoulders back, making her shapely tits swell and strain. She was delicious in her garter belt and nylons. Carol gazed at her sister, her eyes taking on a heated expression.

"Let me…" she whispered, reaching for her sister Julie.

"Together, this time," Julie suggested. "You've made me come, Julie," Carol said. "It's your turn to come now."

"You've never sucked a cunt, have you, Carol?"

"No, but I will," Carol said softly, running her hands through the curls of Julie's cunt. "I'll lick yours."

"Together," Julie repeated. "It's more fun that way."

Carol removed her panties, seeing she had torn them. Giggling, she tossed them on the floor and leaned back on the couch, opening her legs as she bunched her skirt about her waist. Dropping one foot over the side of the couch, she bent the other and rested it on the back of the cushions. She waited there, wanton and expectant, watching her sister.

"Together," she whispered.

Julie leaned over and cupped Carol's tit, offering her moist lips to her sister. Carol kissed Julie, tasting her own cunt there. With a moan she thrust her tongue past Julie's lips, writhing her hips as Julie slipped her hand down and pressed her palm into her once again boiling cunt.

"Please," Carol whined. "Let me suck you, Julie! Please let me lick your pussy! I want to taste your cunt… fuck it with my tongue!"