“Oh…GODS! GODS! GODS!” Sansa screamed as she felt herself

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“Oh…GODS! GODS! GODS!” Sansa screamed as she felt herself slipping, and felt herself go over the edge, as Arya used her tongue to expertly thrust and lunge inside of her sisters folds, finding her nub and sucking on it, tasting the sweet nectar of Sansa.

“Do you like that sweet sister?” Arya teased as Sansa could only nod her head slightly and gasp as Arya continued her work, moaning in appreciation as she tasted Sansa on her.

“Mmm so good Sansa, if I’d known it’d have been this good, I’d have tried something years ago.” She winked at her older sister. Sansa could only mutely nod her head. Gods, Arya was so talented, where did she pick up these skills?

“I think I need some attention, don’t you?” Arya teased her sister as she shimmed off of Sansa and pulled off her own dress. She watched as Sansa shook her post orgasmic bliss with her eyes glinting as she took in Arya’s nubile form. Arya’s smaller and perkier breasts made a stark contrast in Sansa’s mind, but it was a contrast that she found arousing and devastatingly beautiful.

“Gods, Arya, you’re so beautiful.” Sansa breathed as her sister laid back on Arya’s bed and gestured her towards her.

“What are you still doing over there, Sansa?” Arya arched her eyebrow as she whispered huskily to her. “My body is over here.”

As Sansa made her way over to Arya, she couldn’t help but think that life was good.