Corr reached under the water, feeling around blindly. To look away from Ruhk was foolish, even if she risked slicing her hand. Her luck held as her fingertips found the hilt. She drew it up, out of the bath as she moved slowly towards her sister.<br/><br/>She held it loosely and licked the rounded end. The steaming water sloshed about as Corr settled between her twin’s legs, peering up at Ruhk with heavy lidded eyes before dipping to lick at her mirror’s bare crux, one hand curling around Ruhk’s thigh. Her tongue moved from the bottom to top in a long sweep, then again, slower, with greater purpose. Her tongue-tip slid between the outer lips, nudging and squirming against the softer inner petals of Ruhk’s sex, before making her tongue as soft as she could to writhe on the sensitive pearl. She didn’t dip her tongue into her sister’s channel, treating her sister as she would a male to satisfy Ruhk’s ingrained needs.<br/>