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Cantarella

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Elissa paused in her oral affections, tilting her chin up to lock her eyes on Susan's. Her sister's writhing, the moans that poured forth from her honeyed throat, were like not unlike distant whalesong to the mermaid. A call to her ancestral homeland.

Susan Kipps, her summer sister, her only friend- she was home, a place that held her heart. And now, Elissa held her quivering womanhood in her hand, a pulse not unlike the heart within her breast. Ah, but to hold such an intimate part, such a forbidden part... to witness Susan writhing beneath her tongue and around her fingers, embracing those digits as though as in a hug...

It was as though all of creation smiled at her. There was nothing better, not in all of the worlds, here and unseen.

Propriety be damned, she resigned herself to thinking as she coiled her fingers within Susan's needy quim. She only needed Susan's love. The rest could burn.

"Please, there is nothing to apologize for," Elissa purred in her liquid tones. "In fact, you should be rejoicing. This is brand new, the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. The books, the drawings, none of it could have prepared me for this. Nor has it been adequate enough to encapsulate the true beauty of it. Nor of you." She adjusted herself, sleek body shimmering wetly as she laid atop Susan, belly to belly, fingers still within her. Her lips hovered just over Susan's, sweet, coated with her essence.

"Cry out into my mouth, my darling. Just this once. Next time? I want to hear you scream, unrestrained. But now is not the time for that." A chuckle before her mouth clamped over Susan's, wet tongue sliding betwixt her lips, imploring entrance as she continuously worked her fingers in and out of Susan.
 
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CasualVelociraptor

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Almost from the moment Elissa moved into her sex, Susan had been barely hanging on to the edge of pleasure with all her might, out of a desire to let the sensations from Elissa's fingers and mouth spread joy throughout her whole body that would last as long as possible, until they took root in her soul and became a part of her, finally lifting the gloom of loneliness. But now, with Elissa fingering her cunt that was crying its own tears for Susan? Forget it. The paperfly could no longer resist her darling sister, even if she had ever wanted to or even wanted to know how, and now her entire quim vibrated with the force of her orgasm.

At last, as their lips sealed the girls together, a muffled, "I fffucking love you, Lissyyyy" passed from the shaking heart and squeaking voice of the toned body writhing beneath the impossibly loving mermaid lying above her and shielding her from everything else.

Then, to both their surprise, a true melody, from inside the deepest core of their shared being, and simultaneously from everywhere and nowhere, filled their ears and minds. All Susan could think now was, I'm finally at peace. I have my...person now. If only, if only I could make her my wife. But that's okay for now. I just...have her, and that's enough.

This peaceful composition, played on their heartstrings, enraptured and encircled them both as they floated away on a new cloud of emotional safety that they'd made together, which was more fulfilling in both their post-climactic than even the dopamine unlocked by both their ecstasies.

Once her mind was done being fucked with, Susan cooed into her beloved's ear, "I'll cry into your mouth, or on your neck, or into your tummy, or your pussy, or out loud for the whole universe to hear...wherever you want my tribute to you, there it will be. I've adored you for my whole goddamn life, Elissa Cobb, and now I'm yours. I- I wish I could do more tonight, and make you scream as many times as you need as well. But, I just want to hold you for a little while, before we have to retreat to our separate rooms..."
 

Cantarella

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It was as though Susan's womanhood had become its own being, wrapped tight and pulsing around Elissa's fingers. It was a wondrous thing, like a living heart within her hand. A heart that wept the sweetest nectar Elissa had ever had the pleasure of tasting, slick upon her lips and chin, intermingled with the warmth of the bath water.

Nothing existed outside of them at that moment. Nothing else mattered. Not when Elissa could revel in her sister's delectations, hear her cries muffled into her mouth, both sister savoring the sweetness of Susan's nectar upon dancing, pressing tongues. Elissa's free hand flowed upward, fingers light and spry and agile, the touch butterfly-light upon Susan's skin. Moved from pressing at the inside of Susan's toned thigh, up the flat plane of her belly, past her pert brown nipples, to entangle in her hair, massaging her scalp as Elissa kissed her tenderly while fucking her with her fingers.

The reward came quickly and explosively, Susan's entire body tingling with delight, her dew-dropped womanhood pulsing and quivering and her lust sated. When it was over, Elissa slipped her fingers out, and, dainty pink tongue darting out, catching the dew of Susan's bliss upon it, savoring every bit she had to offer.

"Shhh, Suzie, my darling," Elissa cooed, lying against her darling paperfly with all of her weight, chin pillowed by the heel of her pale hand, her tail curled back over onto itself with her fins fanned out over the curve of her ass and onto her lower back. Blue hair spilled every which way, drifting in the warm water, blanketing her back. "We don't have to think about any of that now. No talk of separation, none of it. For at any time, you can creep into my room and do what you will with me, my sister, my beloved, my summer sun. Lie with me, just for awhile more. Please?" She implored her, humming along to the melody that had begun to play in her head.
 
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Lie with me in bed, then. In OUR bed, if you cannot bear any talk of us being apart. For the mere thought of being able to hold, and being held by you as we drift off to sleep tonight would sustain me through anything. And then I wish with all my might to see your wonderful eyes light as you awake next to me, my darling. I could never tire of that, not if I was to die tomorrow, and not if I live a thousand years on this rock.

That was what Susan wanted to say, anyhow. But she knew that what she wanted was impossible, for apparently the gods themselves, if such existed, had deigned their simple desires to be with the one they loved the most as treachery, on a level with murder or other such offenses.

And yet, she couldn’t even entertain the thought of putting distance between her and Elissa, so tightly were their souls wrapped around and through one another. Again, if such a thing existed. Still, it made for a handy metaphor for...something; but Susan didn’t know what yet. Instead, she just let her sister hold her as the paperfly’s entire body basked in the most incredible sense of bliss and calm.

Then Susan looked up at her pale beauty, blue hair draping over her bun, and Susan’s head on her firm breasts. With that, she closed her eyes, kissed Lissy’s cleavage and sighed, “The only thing that would make tonight even better, is if we did in fact return to your room, so that I may experience one last moment of beauty before...” I retire to my own quarters for the night was left unsaid. “Anyway, I want to see your human form. All of it. And make sure you know how I adore any shape you take.” Susan whispered that last part with a suggestive lick of her ear, while her own pussy throbbed.

“Although, my legs are quite jellied at present,” Susan giggled, “and so I may need your help reaching your bed. Perhaps by leaning on you after I get dressed, I may be able to help avoid suspicion.
 

Cantarella

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Elissa's mouth, that queer, plump, humanlike pink thing, arced upwards, curving with a smile, her teeth a string of pearls in a moist, pink mouth. Perched above her sister, her skin buzzed as she hummed along with the tune in her head, a deep vibration in her chest and belly. She blinked blissfully down at her Suzie. If this moment lasted forever, she thought, it would still end too soon. This had to have been what the Dreamscape was wrought of: pure pleasure, a complete cessation of all discomforts.

This was bliss.
This was pure rapture.
But even then, it had to end, and Elissa loosed a gentle whine at the reminder, her smile faltering... until it rose again.

"Well, my sunbeam... If you cannot walk, I will carry you." She murmured huskily, planting a playful kiss upon Suzie's mouth, drawing her lip into her mouth before giggling and disengaging. She reached behind Susan's back to pull the plug on the bath, the warm water burbling through the drain as it slipped down. As happy as Elissa Cobb would have been to stay in the tub forever, perched atop her Suzie, it could not be done.

When the water sank down about halfway, Elissa split her tail back into two legs, the gray, rubbery tail and its fins forming into two white legs, the legs that humans had. The same legs as her paperfly's, albeit whiter and more plump than Suzie's. Planting her free hand on the porcelain of the tub underneath, Elissa sat up, bubbles adhering to her ass, her legs, and what lie betwixt those plush thighs of hers. She hopped out of the tub, one leg at a time, before bending at the waist, giggling melodically.

"Well, my darling?" She chirped good-naturedly. "Shall you require a chariot to carry you to my quarters for a little longer?"
 
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“I think I may not need an escort after all,” Susan grinned as she stepped out of the tub of her own accord.

The fact of her legs quivering from pleasure, and her lightheadedness from the euphoria of climax, had not in truth suddenly changed. But then her sister’s delicate- still cherubic, really- body had fully revealed its land form, and even though Susan knew Elissa was a mermaid, seeing her in human form was the most pleasing thing she’d beheld today.

Every perfect little detail of Elissa, the most natural wonder of the world- from her head and her tiny toes to the bubbles framing the wet land pussy, untouched by hands other than Elissa’s own, that Susan desperately wanted to make twinge for her- stirred something primal within the paperfly. Before Elissa could reply to anything from her sister’s mouth, both women’s mouths were glued to each other and could not say anything except for mumbled praise and reiterated devotion.

“But I think you may need to be the one carried to her room after I’m done with you,” Susan winked. “It’s time to show you how we treat our women above the waves.”

Of course, many of these principles applied to both worlds, and while steadying Susan deftly kissed, licked and caressed her upper torso just as she had before. In addition, she included a little more playful nipping of the fat of her breasts, licking of her belly button, and suckling on each of her teats until Elissa would be near the point of pleasure again, which wouldn’t take very long for her still nubile body, at which point Susan would withdraw. But Susan would ignore any and all protestations to just take her already, as she knew that Elissa would thank her later.

The real surprise would begin with Susan lifting Elissa by her bubble covered ass as Susan knelt down on the floor. Once Elissa’s legs were firmly resting on her back, Susan grinned, “Hold onto the dresser behind you tight, baby” and then began tasting her sweetest cream in this unusual position.
 
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Cantarella

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In her human form, Elissa was completely indistinguishable from a human woman, down to the downy tuft of blue hair at the meeting of her thighs- and what lie beyond that little triangular tuft, a pussy prettily contained, nary a bit of her internal folds peering through her lips, not unlike a treasure chest meant to be plundered by the skillful hands of a paperfly. Her legs were perfectly formed, the same milky white as the rest of her upper body, instead of the silvery grey that her tail had been just moments prior before she separated it.

Her giggle and returned quip died in her throat, replaced by a gentle gasp as Elissa's lips locked over hers once more, and out of sheer instinct, Elissa embraced her, bosom pressed to bosom, her white hands roving Susan's toned, tanned body, from shoulder, to flank, to the curve of her ass, pinching the firm flesh there before moving up to cup a breast even as Susan's tongue lapped at her own nipples. Elissa's head fell back, her moan muffled by her own hand, even as she pinked at the cheeks and ears, even the yoke of her bare shoulders.

"Ah, my Susie, your mouth... I've never felt anything so magical," she breathed, gazing at her sister with utmost desire, love, and devotion in her dark eyes, batting her thick lashes. Her pink nipples had gone taut again, and with the parting of her thighs at Susan's insistence, she shimmered with the dew of her want. The loss of that mouth from her breasts near drew a plaintive whine from the mermaid.

And with her legs parted, she was just as human as Susan. Gone was the long, thalassic slit, the large, overdeveloped clitoris, instead, delicate, petal-like folds, and underneath, the quim itself, the hole pulsing and gripping at the air, as though in wait for what was to come. She found her back pressed against the dresser, eyes briefly widened, a query rising upon her lips, one cut off as Susan bade her grip behind as she was lifted up, thighs parted with Susan betwixt them.

"Wait, what are- OH!" Elissa bit her lip to dull the sudden pleasured cry that escaped, her head falling back, eyes going half-lidded, her toes curling on Susan's back. Already, she throbbed in response to her tongue, and Elissa was hard-pressed not to lower one hand from gripping the dresser behind her to her lips to muffle the moans that spilled forth with each lick, each benediction of her sister's sweet tongue.

"Ah, god, Susie," she panted, head thrown back, vision hazy with want. "Just- just like that, please, don't stop..."
 
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Susan also made a comparison to treasure in her head, for the moans from Elissa's little lungs, the squirms that she made, the way her toes dug in to the olive skin of her back...every touch and motion that Elissa could perform on her were all things she would treasure about tonight. And to think that she of all people was getting the chance to make Elissa, such a human work of art with such a priceless value, feel valued in the way that Susan always wished someone would have valued her was intoxicating.

She was too focused to be able to reply to Elissa's beseeching cries. If she had, she would have said...

To "Ah, my Susie, your mouth... I've never felt anything to magical": "And I have never anything as delightful and heavenly as your ambrosia.”

To "Wait, what are- OH!": "Aw, you're cute when you're all blushing and scared."

And finally, she did reply to "Ah, god, Susie. Just- just like that, please, don't stop..." by slapping a hand over Elissa's mouth, because it was a little loud. That, and there was a great big yawn from their hibernating bear of a father and some movement from downstairs. He shambled along the floor for a moment, paused. Then the chain for the bathroom toilet- a much nicer one than the one they had at home- was pulled, and the toilet having flushed, their father yawned again and made the floor tremble with his every ponderous step.

Once it was clear nobody was passing by, the paperfly did what she did best...carry a package from one point to another. She effortlessly tossed Elissa over her left shoulder, then slid down the bannister (and naked, which was no easy feat for her thighs or crotch). After landing on the points of her toes to reduce the noise from the landing, she sprang up off the floor and along the wall with her momentum. She then pushed off the wall, landed on a pile of shoes, and pushed down on the handle firmly to quietly open the door.

All while still holding Elissa's bare bottom to the sky and the rest of her body over her durable shoulders like a sack of flour.

In moments, Elissa was deposited on the bed in her room, and Susan wasted no time kissing her with even more of a fervent lust in her eyes, in her breath, in her heaving bosom, for her little sister.

"Oh, fuck...oh. Fuck! OH, FUCK!" was all Susan could say for a while as she couldn't believe what she'd just pulled off. But it was worth it to have the love of her life beneath her, pussy trembling from one orgasm already, face looking all innocent and tempting at once, and her face flushed with love.

"Put a pillow over your mouth, my darling. You'll need to get used to that most nights," Susan panted when she came up for air. With a wink, though, she dived right back into the depths of Elissa's quivering sex.

"And you know why?" she asked before fingering and licking and sucking her without mercy one more time, to drive to her ultimate goal. "Because I'm never going to stop loving you. I'm not going to grow tired of seeing this every night. And I certainly have an endless appetite for your cum."
 
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Cantarella

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Elissa was blissed out.

With each flick of Susan's tongue upon the little nub that had become the only part of her that mattered anymore, her pale thighs trembled in waves. Her toes dug into Susan's back, and her arms scrabbling along the dresser behind her, head tilted back and her mouth gaping, fishlike. Had she been in her mermaid form, her gills would have been flared wide, drawing more and more air into her lungs.

She was giddy with want.

Dizzy with lust.

Her slit wept into Susan's mouth, sweet and ambrosial upon her tongue. She could not speak- merely grunt and moan, buck her hips forward into that sweet sensation, that agile, pink muscle, working her core, supping upon her most forbidden of places. She was nearing completion, her back arching, her breathy exclamations growing-

Until Pa- had to be Pa, with those lumbering footsteps, that overly loud yawn in that usual paternal way- woke, yawned, flushed the toilet, and yawned again before shambling by, half asleep. She froze, as Susan did mid-lick, like a cat being distracted while grooming. And, before she knew anything more, Susan had draped Elissa across the yoke of her shoulders, naked as the day she was born, her luminously pale bare ass pointed up at the ceiling, water still dripping from her blue hair and the bubbles from the bath leaving a trail as Susan skidded down the banister, hopped off the wall as though gravity did not rule her, as it ruled all, with its invisible hand.

Elissa would have cried out in shock and awe, but instead, all the while, she kept her hand firmly pressed to her mouth, muting any noise that would have spilled forth from her lips, instead barely managing a strangled gasp. Before she knew it, she was in her room again, sprawled on her pretty floral sheets in her brass-framed bed, arms and legs spread, head cradled by her lacy pillows.

She opened her mouth, a query etched upon her membrane, but it was wiped away, leaving but a clean slate as once more, Susan's lips were upon hers, tongues dancing along each other as they clung together, body upon body. Once Susan extricated herself from her mouth once more, Elissa gazed up at her, a mess, really, her hair in such disarray, water and soap dripping from her, wetting the bed.

It would be intermingled with a wetness of a completely different sort soon.

Immediately, Susan dove into her core once more, those agile, skilled fingers, that experienced mouth at work, and Elissa could not muffle the cry that tore from her lips. She gripped the pillow, dropping it over her face and pressing into it as she gyrated with sated pleasure beneath her Suzie, her summer girl, her brilliant incandescence. A thirst that was slaked at the hands of her best friend, her most trusted companion.
 
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Once Elissa covered her face with the pillow, Susan knew that the end was upon her. That she had successfully made her beautiful sister have the best orgasms possible in both worlds. That she could now embrace her dearest, yet forbidden lover and drink in the sight of messy hair, sweat glistening on skin, cute little breasts heaving up and down with arousal that, like a cup of tea, boiled hot and was intense to drink right away, yet became no less tasty for eventually cooling and spreading throughout her body instead of just her firmed up nipples and now much less innocent vagina.

Susan initially had had an evil idea in her head to push Elissa's body even further up the mountain of pleasure; to truly make Elissa submit with another four orgasms, for six in total as Jesse and Kelly had done to her. It was even more amazing, however, to just hold Elissa through the night, and gently touch all the other areas of her skin that Susan loved in a gentle manner until they both fell asleep.

Then, the next morning, Susan transitioned from a pleasant but incomprehensible dream (or was it just that she was forgetting?) to a much better one (or did she wake up?) that unfolded right in front of her (or did it?), as a very sexy something stirred under the blanket and Susan's slit was awakened by warmth accompanied by a "slip" sound, repeated slowly yet frequently. Delicate and powerful, like their love.
 
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Cantarella

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Elissa wasn't sure if she had ever slept as well as she did that night. She coiled around her sunshine girl, her delicious and delightful best friend and sister. Body pressed to body, Elissa's considerably warmer body radiating heat against Susan's cooler one, as though to protect her from catching a chill from their forays in the storm, from leaving the tub still dripping wet.

Pressed together, they were sunshine and moonlight, summer and winter, ocean and land, so different from one another and yet at the same time, very much the same. But such musings bothered Elissa little as she slept, a deep, dreamless sleep, waking at the rising of the sun upon her cheek, rays of light warming her there, dappled as it was by her lacy curtains. Elissa's lashes fluttered, and instead of her usual flinging of her arm over her eyes to block out the steady illumination of her room, she cracked them open to regard Susan' safe still in her arms.

At the mere sight of her, the press of her flesh against hers, Elissa's cunt tightened. all the way up to her belly, cramping there and briefly stealing the breath from her lungs, the tiny slits on the underside of her jaw briefly flaring, as she made no attempt to conceal them anymore. At least, not here, where she intuitively knew she was safe.

Elissa hadn't thought Susan could be anymore beautiful before, but now, she knew she was mistaken. In repose, Susan was fully relaxed, serenity writ upon her features, her comfort absolute. Her fingertips were curled delicately, breath coming in measured inhales and exhales, her hair in dreamy disarray.

And in that moment, All Elissa desired was to taste her.

She mermaid ducked under the sheets, wiggling, belly-down, below Susan's waist. She gently parted her well-muscled thighs, fingers coiling at the divots at her hips. And, opening her mouth, she nudged the cleft of Susan's pussy, coaxing the lips to part. Even in the dimness under the lacy, embroidered blanket with its floral motif, Susan's slit looked absolutely delectable, even relaxed as it was.

Well, not for long.

Elissa's tongue peeked past her lips, wet, pink, writhing, and hungry. She planted one hand on either of Susan's thighs, and supped upon her most sacred of places, starting first with a long lick up the length of her slit, meant to wake it up and get her properly wet. After all, she could take her time.
 
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30 minutes later...

At last, gloriously, Susan was about to cum in her little (more in terms of disposition and innocence, not age or relation, although that was starting to not be true) sister's mouth in her dream. She finally realized what the dream was about at the same time; being in an underwater hotel room, in a...no...a...what? A wedding dress? With Susan dressed up for the occasion, finally able to consummate their love as wives. And then she woke up, light flooding her eyes and her big, toned, tanned breasts heaving from labored breath as she found, to her disappointment, that the dream she had been having was completely made up...or perhaps was a premonition of the future? She'd been reading some bizarre books and wondering...?

But even more wonderfully, she didn't have to dream anymore. She was instead lying in their summer bed, really feeling exquisite at the hands of the girl who had irrevocably converted her to worshipping between her legs.

"Good morning, my little seashelllllmph," Susan said and pursed her lips together to keep quiet as it turned out that Elissa was in fact the one with the evil ideas. Then she gasped a little more, maybe a little too loudly, digging her hands into the sheets, pulling...a...pilloooow over her own face to really- keep- FUCK!

The muffled voice of an older and more streetwise sister, who thought she was going to be teaching Elissa all she would need to know about how oral lovemaking, or "clam-digging" as many referred to it derogatorily, worked. And it turned out that Elissa was also one, in fact, with much to teach Susan. What she lacked in technical knowledge, Elissa more than fucking made up for in enthusiasm. (Wait, did Susan think like this before?) Her mind was melting from the pleasure this time around. Where Elissa had previously been testing the waters, seeing what each little landmark on Susan's body meant, mapping her out...this time she knew all the sacred valleys to take on her pilgrimage. And with every delicate, yet passionate, yet subtle tongue movement on her sensitive flower petals and bud, Elissa was writing a thousand page epic poem about how much she loved her.

"I...I lululululuLOOOOVE YOU TOO!" Susan cried with muffled anxiety, heartache, and ecstasy all at once while she rapidly approached the peak, but was not allowed by Elissa's vigorous tongue to stake her claim to the summit yet. "And I, I'm so close already. You devious little girl."
 
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A delighted smile curved Elissa's lips as she willed her tongue to lengthen, snaking along Susan's pulsing womanhood, starting out flattened and firm and tracing in a gentle upward motion toward her clit. As she felt the throb of the little pearl beneath the tip of her tongue (pearl-diving, indeed, she thought with a warm chuckle) she could taste Susan's budding arousal, even in her sleep.

Elissa scarcely had the time to respond to her greeting before Susan came undone under her ministrations. Her lips curled again, even higher, a mirth that reached her dark eyes as she serviced her sunshine girl to the fullest. Her tongue, inhumanly long and wet as the sea, ran along her folds, pausing over her clenching channel, along the bead of her clitoris as well as its branches.

Her eyes flicked up again, fingers soft on her inner thighs, splayed bodily between her legs under her heavy, embroidered duvet, which shifted and rippled as Elissa surfaced from beneath them, a giggle bubbling up onto her lips, practically proclaiming "peekaboo!" though she said not a word. Elissa was just as disheveled as Susan, her blue hair in disarray, cheeks flushed with joy and her lustful gifts unto Susan's weeping flower.

Instead, flushed cheeks fattened with her smile, giggling, she whispered but one thing:

"Shh. I love you too, my darling. But shh!" It was a desperate plea; as much as she wished she could hear Susan's dulcet tones crying out her devotion to her and her alone, it could not be. Not with the sun up. Not with Ma preparing breakfast in the kitchen below. Not with Pa at the table, the newspaper spread out on the table with the headline page being hungrily devoured by eyes still bleary with sleep.

Elissa shifted her left hand away from palpating the musculature of Susan's inner thigh, and for a moment, Elissa drew back to place those milk-white digits in her mouth, suckling them before she went back to her previous task. Her fingertip traced the pulsing hole, eyes glanced upwards as if asking permission all while Elissa continued her loving devotions.
 
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"Heeey," a very loopy Susan giggled back at Elissa's shushing plea from under the pillow. "I was being quiet. But if you really want me to shush, you might just have to put your lips to the task," the paperfly winked as she (semi-reluctantly) lifted Elissa's face from between her legs. "These past 24 hours have felt like the most glorious week, and I'm here for it," she added before kissing Elissa, tasting her own building nectar on her sister's lips, and lightly nipping her lower lip between her teeth.

"Actually, I think I have a better idea..." Susan said, licking her newfound lover's neck to tease her, and perhaps impress on the mermaid how hard it was for Susan to control herself around her body, and give her a newfound appreciation for the restraint she showed in the past, when they could have easily explored their bodies together earlier. With that, she lifted Elissa's hips over her face again, but this time they were her human hips, and this time Susan was determined to get revenge on Elissa in the most pleasing way. And yet, she also was cognizant that Elissa had built up an advantage over her, and spread her legs for her sea-dwelling companion to finish licking her nub to ecstasy.

"After I have my fill of both of your kinds of lips, we should probably get dressed, eat something, etcetera," Susan finally sighed, understanding in her mind (even if her heart and pussy rebelled) that they couldn't spend every waking and sleeping moment in bed.
 
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