Gweneviere squeaks in surprise, her hand tightening on Anne's breast for a moment before she returns the kiss...and pursues when Anne backs away, pressing her lips against her cousin's.  After a few more gentle exchanges, Gweneviere lets her tongue probe Anne's lips as well.  Sliding her hands around the other woman's waist, she steps closer, almost daring Anne to stay this close.<br/><br/>"I want your hands on me..." she whispers huskily.