All the twisting and flailing ended up with Emily on top of Becky, with her head between her cousin’s boobs.
“Huh. Someone’s having fun.” Becky giggled, “here, I’ll let you in.”
She opened her legs, and Emily slipped between.
“…in?” Emily frowned. “In what?”
“My castle?” Becky winked.
“Castle?”
“Yup. All girls have one. Wanna see mine? It’s got a red carpet and everything.”
“Is this one of those metaphor things?”
“Mayyyybe.” Becky grinned, and took hold of Emily’s hand, sliding it gently down her midriff until Emily suddenly realised what was happening.
“Wait!” She snatched her hand away. “”We’re cousins Becks! That’s weird… isn’t it?”
“It’s fine if we’re both girls, trust me.”
“B-but what if I don’t like girls?”
“Then I’ll show you what’s to like.” Becky purred, and ran her hands up Emily’s shirt. The younger teen shivered, but didn’t push her cousin’s advances away.
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