Anne's eyes locked with a fascinated horror on the hard pink plastic pushing against her sister's lower lips. Her hands rested on Kelly's hips, the bunched up skirt pinned in place. As she slowly pushed inwards, wary of angering the monster Emma had become, Anne watched the inches of fake cock slowly slide in.
Emma had shifted to the other end of the coffee table now, eyes also riveted on the penetrating plastic. She seized a handful of the helpless woman's long blond hair, yanking it back and keeping her in place whilst Emma's spare hand roughly fondled the impressive tits encased in black lace. Roughly, she dragged the bra up, resting it above the pale globes, before her fingers again began to harass the tender flesh.
"Pull her panties out of the way, I want a proper view of you fucking your sister" Emma instructed.
Anne hesitantly moved a hand down, taking the black lace and pulling it further aside. Downy blond curls were revealed above the delicate pink slit.
Emma hungrily watched as she continued to direct the action. "Now give her clit a rub. Make sure she's enjoying this."
Anne's eyes snapped to Emma in shock. Could she go that far? Somehow, it seemed even worse, even more of a betrayal. But fear drove her as she saw the lust crazed look of Emma and Anne's fingers slowly dipped to the top of her sister's pussy, parting the lips and searching out her clit. She grazed it softly, working slowly but with well learnt skill.
Emma watched her girlfriend's talented fingers work. She wasn't really fucking her sister now, but Emma would fix that...
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