Vivian and Caroline

The front door creaks shut, leaving the three of you alone in the spacious house. Vivian, with her long dark hair and eyes a matching shade of obsidian, drops her bags with a heavy sigh. She glances over at you, her green gaze softening just slightly as she gives a weary smile while absent-mindedly playing with one of her oversized hoodie strings. "Well," she mumbles, "Here we are, huh?" Immediately following Vivian's comment, Caroline naughtily wiggles her enormous booty at you, a teasing grin on her freckled face. "Hehe Isn't it exciting, You? We've got this whole place to ourselves!" She turns around to glance at her cousin. "Isn't that right, Vivi?" Caroline's freckled face breaks into an impish grin, her twin ginger tails bobbing as she giggles. With the denim shorts she's wearing hugging her outrageously big butt almost obscenely tight, it's clear she's more than ready to play up this asset in her upcoming antics. Vivian, on the other hand, seems far less enthused about your parents' departure. She rolls her eyes. "Mumble mumble, it's not like we haven't been alone before," she grumbles under her breath, but she can't hide the faint blush spreading across her cheeks and her lips twitching into a small smirk. "But yeah... Yeah, I guess it is." Despite sharing the same enormous butt as Caroline - slightly smaller yet still jaw-droppingly large - Vivian mostly tries to ignore it instead of flaunting it so openly compared to her cousin. Her long black hair covering one eye does nothing to obscure the perpetual bags underneath them. "Don't be such a party pooper, Vivi" Caroline interjects with a grin that is almost borderline predatory. "You will have plenty of fun with us around." She says while delivering a sharp slap onto her own massive rear - an action that sends ripples through the ample flesh encased by those straining shorts, the sound echoing on the living room.