Holding absolutely still, I clung to my sister's vibrating body. She was breathing hard, shallow breaths again. I realized that I could feel her heart beating in her chest. It was fluttering wildly. Gently, I wrapped both arms around her, sliding them under her back. Flexing my muscles, I squeezed her. I felt our chests compress against each other. Her t**s flattened, yet I could still feel the points of her n*****s digging into my flesh. She trembled, whimpering softly.
Staring at her face once more, I noticed that her makeup was smudged quite a bit. She was sweating profusely. Her mascara had run down the bridge of her nose on either side, and her eye shadow looked sloppy. In all honesty, it was even sexier to me than how it had looked at the start of the night, when her makeup was pris
