Shivering, Edward rose slightly from his seat so that he could bend closer over the girl who lay back in her sister’s arms, exposed to the inspection of her entranced master. His hooked fingers sank deeper into the hairy, velvety folds, reveling in the sweet, slippery slide as he pulled the beckoning portals farther still. Rapt eyes wide, he gazed down speechless at this strange new world. With the thickened outer lips dragged stickily apart, he could see that the wench possessed another set of smaller lips as well. These were hairless, glistening with her pleasantly smelly juices, and the stretching of his hands tugged upon the entirety of her spongy wet flesh so that these dainty inner lips invitingly stood open, too. Between them descended a dripping tunnel of naked pink, down, ever dow
