"This is, alright, isn't it?" Zjasha gasped, her arousal so clear in her voice. She reached behind her neck to untie her top while her lips traced a path from Miria's mouth to her neck. Her big sister pressed those soft full lips against her skin again and again, trailing kisses down into her neck interspersed with hot breaths.<br/><br/>As Zjasha's light top fell down to the ground her little sister could see her reach for her nipples, pinching them and pulling them outwards. Her eyes closed, biting her lip, to bear it. Though her nipples grew hard as rocks, jutting outward just waiting to be pleasured.<br/><br/>"I mean, you're okay with this... right?" Her big sister had always been shy, far too shy to try something like this. Though apparently that wasn't true anymore, since she wasn't too shy to slip her hand into her little sister's crotch. Pressing her soft thin fingers against her clitoris. Rubbing it gently while she looked into her eyes to find that glint of confirmation. That look that said; okay, lets do it.