“Turn around so I can shove it inside you more”

Of course, Tara thought.

Quickly she flipped her body around, arched her back and pushed out her plump butt. She felt her sister’s fingers spread her cheeks and then she felt her sister’s tongue inside her again.

It was amazing. Cara’s tongue which she’d used to speak to her a million times, to tease her, to give her sisterly comfort, was now doing it’s job deep inside her asshole.

Tara slipped her hands down between her legs and rubbed her clit furiously. Within minutes she felt like she was going to cum again. And sure enough did, squiring all over the filthy closet wall. She’d never cum so fast and so frequently before. And all she wanted was more, more, more.

This was, she thought, the greatest day of her life. The day that she finally realized that her big sister was a filthy fuck slut and here for her use.

“Yes!! Do you like what you taste you slut?” She asked.

Cara pulled her mouth free for a moment to answer. “I do you filthy bitch!”

“Then keep going.” Tara snipped. “Lick me as deep as you can. I want to feel your tongue against the back of my teeth.”

So Cara kept going. And Tara thought of all the things she’d do to her sister. After she was done tonguing her asshole, she’d made her lick up all the juices she was squirting over this filthy room. Then she’d spend the next three days squirting into Mom’s nice pewter pitcher and finally pour it all down Cara’s throat.

As her tongue danced around in her little sister, Cara thought of all the things she was going to do to her. She’s lick her front and back over and over until she was a blubbering mess. Then she’d tie her down and tell her to take it all back and spend a whole day spitting over Tara. Then she’d make her beg to be used like the pathetic whore she was.

The girls were interrupted by a sound they heard through the thin basement window a few feet away, the sound of a car pulling into the driveway.

It was still too early for Mom to get home, wasn’t it?