"Bella please," She gasped. Bellatrix fell to her knees and lifted her lovers skirt up, dragging her nails across the pale thighs as she moved. Her head leant forward as she freed her lovers legs, snaking her tongue up the inside of her thigh. Narcissa begged in whines to be touched by the mad, beautiful witch in between her legs. Her wish was granted. Bellatrix pushed herself against her lover and ran her tongue through her folds, inducing a moan. Narcisssa instinctively gasped her lovers name between light moans as her head filled with nothing bt her sisters movements against her needing cunt. Before long she began riding against her lovers face, loudly moaning out her pleasure. Feeling her lovers tongue, lips and teeth against her. Bellatrix had quickened her pace, pushing her tongue deep inside the younger woman. Hands needingly gripping at her thighs. Narcissa moaned out as she reached her personal heaven.