<b>Kitch - Dining Room</b><br/><br/>The little blonde was trying her very best to concentrate on what she was doing. Thrusting her neck back and forth hard enough to most certainly achieve whiplash - but that wasn't exactly what she was going for.<br/>The lingering touches of the sister atop her were more than distracting. She found her breath hitching in her throat as Alicia kissing her lips over her lower stomach and thighs. She could feel her movements becoming hesitant and jaggered but it seemed that even this worked for Alicia since it was only moments afterwards that the woman announced in a weak voice that she was close and not too long after that the soft fidgeting of her body made it obvious that Kitch had cleared the first level.<br/>In her moment of pleasure, Alicia dug her fingers in as far as they would go and curled them into a spot that made Kitch's entire body quiver and surrender completely. She moaned behind the toy and her eyes rolled back as she flooded over Alicia's fingers in orgasm, the first she'd ever experienced. There was a taste flooding her own mouth that was strange but not entirely unpleasant. She rolled her tongue over the short end of the toy in her mouth, lapping up the liquid she didn't quite realise was Alicia's orgasm and squeezed her thighs together, willing Alicia's fingers in deeper and to stay there, holding onto the pleasure of the moment for as long as she could, temporarily losing her right mind.