<div class="floatleft">(http://rsm.haber365.com/N/1380800677_88_2.jpg)</div>Celeste Vaughn was like any other college freshman, explorative, cheerful, and optimistic of the future. At this point, she had it all. A nice apartment, a hot boyfriend, and an awesome roommate being her identical twin. They had been close all their lives, keeping intimate secrets and being openly active with one another in every aspect of their life. Now they lived together, sharing everything from clothes to shower time. Yet now her sister had asked something more of her, Celeste's boyfriend Taylor. Before they had fooled them with their similar appearance, her sibling having donned Celeste's persona and fucking her boyfriend like crazy. Celeste watched the whole thing, and now her sister was swapping the role. She really enjoyed herself with Taylor, and he was none the wiser. But now she wanted to share him, partaking in the pleasure Celeste had time and time again.<br/><br/>This time was no different, Celeste grinned at the closet as she had a certain someone peeking in through the built in shutters of the door. Celeste bent over for her peeping sister, teasing her with a full view of her bare heat. Giggling softly, she was ready to initiate her plan. It was time to make Taylor ours instead of just hers. She flounced her dark locks in the mirror, wearing only a thin white tank. It left little to the imagination, with nipples already poking out in excitement and her womanhood exposed. She had asked Taylor to come over earlier, mentioning some need for study time as a silly excuse. As he was waiting in the living room, she moved to her bed room door and peeked her head out as the chipper tone called out.<br/><br/>"Baby, come here real quick." Before he could get back in to the room, she laid out on her bed and chewed on her lower lip. Knees bent up as legs parted wide, she looked to the closet with a coy grin. Her hand drifted to her velvet petals, with index and middle finger drifting over her stiffening clit. Celeste let out a sultry coo, while trailing her gaze to the door for when Taylor would walk in. Really she should feel bad about doing this. It was sinful and crude, but perhaps that's what gave her the rush in the first place. It was that naughty sensation that sent her tingling with desire as her fingers began working between the moist folds of her heat. Once Taylor had walked in, her beckoning tone murmured as fingers pinched the damp nub. "Study me."