With slightly shaking hands, I pulled at the hem of her soft pink nightshirt and lifted her top up her body, her arms and then over her head.
I was almost afraid to look but when I felt Lorna tugging at my c**k again, desire took over and my eyes dropped to Stacey's big t**s, firmly held up and pushed together in a gorgeous lacy black underwired bra. Her skin was creamy and soft, her cleavage mouth-watering.
'Oh god, Stacey.'
Then my eyes drifted down to her slightly parted legs, where pretty, flimsy black lace panties hugged her p***y. Her thighs were full and her stomach soft but toned. Her curvy body was a delicious contrast to her sister's more wiry frame.
I didn't know where to start.
Suddenly Lorna was tugging my shirt off over my head and then I felt the familiar soft warmth of
