<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRmPUiVC6LA6Xuzfkvq0y9xTEjIE5vGKGyitkwjEJc77CMOwBJI)</div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Cassandra Vaughn meanwhile was peeping out from a thin crack from between the doors, her tongue darting out and along her lower lip to wet her mouth for what was to come.  She'd been craving this for a long time, but the build up and anticipation was practically killing her, a savage heat springing up between her legs and her cheeks flushing scarlet, Cassandra simply let her gaze wander over that sinfully erotic pose her skilled sister was putting on. It really was enough to melt the mind with primal want, but the promise of something even better just about kept her in check.<br/><br/>Whilst they tended to tease each other rather mercilessly, the twins had yet to actually explore or touch the others body other than during 'shower time' where they'd be permitted to wash one another. Did hands stray? But of course. Yet there had been no sex on the table until now and whilst Cassandra  certainly wanted a go with the woman's boyfriend, this was as much t get into Celeste's panties as to get the man she'd been hearing so much about into hers. Having been bundled into the closet at short notice, Cassandra was busy practically ripping her clothing off of her lower body, that exquisite  view of the woman's intimacy lain out like that along the bed as already enough to get Cassandra badly needed to claw herself silly. Muttering under her breath "So getting her back for this" as she stepped out off her plain black mini-skirt and pulled her panties down her ankles, Cassandra could not help but admire the image on the bed for just a little longer, her fingers drifting down her stomach as she bit down against her lower lip.<br/><br/>Unsure as to whether she'd actually be able to keep quiet or not, she looked around for a little something to stifle the moans and whimpers she knew she'd soon be giving off. Her own nipples were soon stiffening to hard points in correlation with Celeste's own, forcing her to bite back a whimper as the buds pulled her shirt taunt. Unable to keep herself from her enjoyment any more, the slender digits were soon hooking between her legs as she began to run the pad of her finger along her slit, bringing with it a small groan. Grabbing the first item that came to mind, a pair of Celeste's clean underwear, she was soon burying it between her lips to not give the game away too early. "Patience, Cassandra" she muttered to herself.</span></span>