Growing more impatient, Betty Sue pushed away from her sister's tight embrace and twirled around, pulling at the bedcovers at the same time, opening the sheets in lustful invitation. "Here, Babs," she said, "get in beside me, keep me warm, just like the… the old days."

"Oh, yes," Barbara Jean said, jumping into the bed eagerly and puffing at Betty. "Here, right up against me like this." She pulled the sheet up to her waist as she twisted against Barbara Jean, the long hot length of her body coming in quick contact with her sister's fragrant skin.

Betty started their heavy kissing where they had left off earlier, and their tongues danced lustfully in each other's mouths. Betty's pussy was already so moist and ready that her legs just opened wide all by themselves, pushing tight against Babs' hip, grinding her spread lips against her flesh again and again, causing her clit to rub passionately against her moist skin.

"No, dear," Barbara said. "I know a different way. Hold still just a minute." She twisted around until she could lift her hips high off the mattress, flinging her legs wide and high and pulling them tight against her chest. "Just get between my legs and move in close. You'll be surprised how close that can be."

Betty scampered over her sister's peculiarly upturned body, looking down right into the warm wet mouth of her pussy, the delicate soft buttery tissues unfurled like the opened petals of a red rose. Then, prompted by instinct alone, she pushed her cunt right down against her sister's, their pussy lips merging in a loud, slurping cuntal kiss.

Instantly their pussy juices began intermingling and growing hotter. Betty's cuntal mouth gaped as far open as possible, her blood-filled clitoris scraping repeatedly right across her sister's larger clit. Their skin-to-skin grinding made both sisters orgasm abruptly, sending them into cum after cum, the little chain of endless pleasures tearing through their cuntal walls again and again, until both were soaking in fragrant cums.