Carrie awoke the next morning, groaning as she tried to sit up, her body aching. The memories of the last few days came rushing to her, immediately filling her with regret and guilt. She thought back to Mandi, thinking how close she was to having her leave, then suddenly changing her mind, and continued her sexual exploits with her. And the one thing that made her shudder was how she peeped on her daughter, and had so many lewd thoughts go through her mind. She wondered what was making her act like that. This was the first time in a few days she felt like she could think clearly on the matter.
Suddenly, she twitched a bit, as she felt the vibrator that was still inside her go off. Carrie was not in the mood for it, as she pulled back the covers, noticing and remembering the stain she had made last night. With determination, she reached her fingers inside herself, feeling around until she felt a pull cord. Without hesitation, she pulled it out. It was small and pink, covered in a silicone rubber. But she just wrapped it up in some nearby cloth to avoid it making noise, and shoved it in her night stand drawer. Carrie then lifted herself out of her bed, pulling her stained sheets off, putting them into a huge pile on the floor, then quickly grabbed a clean pair of clothes, and retreated into her bathroom, hoping to wash away the last several days off herself.
Sarah’s eyes fluttered open, her long hair draped over her eyes, blocking her view. She pulled her hair back, expecting to see Lindsay in the bed with her, only to see a empty space. She propped herself up a bit, quickly glancing through the room before she spotted her standing infront of her full length mirror. Sarah watched as her hands gently traced her curves, as she twisted her body left and right to get full side views. Lindsay brought her hands to her breasts, quietly giggling as she massaged and groomed them. “Having fun without me?” Sarah asked, sitting up. Lindsay turned back to her, her light skin making her blush very noticeable. “You were asleep.” Lindsay giggled, turning back to the mirror. “I just want to get a good look at myself. I feel like a new women, and I want to get a good look at this new person.”
Sarah got out of the bed, walking over to her sister. She pressed herself tight against her back, wrapping her left arm around her chest, grabbing her boobs, while the other snaked past her waist, between her legs. She let her fingers trace Lindsay’s lips, causing her to let out a sigh. She then nuzzled her face into her neck, giving it a light kiss. “I know how you feel.” Sarah mumbled between kisses. “I feel completely new and invigorated as well.” She then pulled away. Lindsay attempted to grab her to stop, but Sarah ignored it. “We have to get ready. Otherwise mom might get suspicious.” Lindsay gave a disappointed nod, as Sarah quickly gathered her belongings. Lindsay watched Sarah’s ass closely ass it jiggled with every step. Sarah quickly peaked out the door, checking for safety, then dashed out, closing the door behind her.
Lindsay then turned back to the mirror, continuing to grope her breasts, giggling and sighing as tingles of pleasure went through them, making them almost feel like they were quivering.
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