After that night, Mollie went back to her bed, but she couldn’t sleep. Rushing through her head were thoughts of what had just happened. The pleasure rushing through her body, the passion she shared with her step-sister, her still sensitive nipples, and her pussy, still wet. Freya felt the same, but with a sense of accomplishment, because she had brought Mollie out of her shell, and had a blast (literally) while doing so.
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A week had passed since their little ordeal. They never spoke about it, but occasionally looked into eachother‘s eyes, and giggled, blushing when they remembered what happened, but neither had forgotten Mollie’s last words that night. It drove Freya insane.
One day, just like any other, Freya was getting ready to hop into the shower. She left the bathroom door open, aware that her step-sister was around, but not bothered by it at all. Shower time was one of her favourite times to masturbate, a time when she had peace, so she made the most of it. She stripped down slowly, watching herself in the mirror like a private dancer. She removed her crop top, leaving just her lingerie, which she always wore to keep herself a little spicy. She was wearing a hot pink bra and thong set, which complimented her ample tanned tits and ass like a goddess. She slowly unclipped her bra, freeing her beautiful tits, and slipped out of her thong.