<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7b/Wchairavi.png) </div><strong>Name: </strong>Madoka Mawaru<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS103-7313<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Occultechnician<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Library After Midnight<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Library Group<br/><hr/><br/>The wave of desire for Olivia was just that to Madoka, a wave.  It crested and washed over her, but withdrew just as quickly.  Perhaps it was the last bit of thread she had with Kendra or that her desire was already heightened in the extreme, or maybe it was just one to many people tied to the charm, for whatever reason Madoka was not irrationally drawn to Olivia as the other girls were.  That did not mean that the sight of the others drawing closer the lovely scientist, touching her in intimate and familiar ways wasn’t exciting.<br/><br/>Perhaps it was for the best.  Madoka’s wheelchair energy bands allowed for better movement and a wonderful way for exercise her unfeeling legs, they were not the greatest for fine motor coordination and the pile of girls forming around Olivia would have been difficult for Madoka to participate in.<br/><br/>“Very nice.” Matty and Kendra did not appear to be effected by the spell at all, but it was obvious that then had noticed the casting. As the other girls moved to surround Olivia the heavy petting continued between the two lovers.  Fingers familiar to each other tingled secret nerves and special places only lovers knew to tease each other.  Through the light taunting kissed Matty gave a nod in Madoka’s direction.  Some form of communication flittered between the two and they uncoiled their entwinned limbs to join Madoka on the couch.  Kendra sat on the couch arm and gentle caressed Madoka’s cheek giving her a bit of a shock.<br/><br/>“Um, you don’t have too…”<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4f/Matty2.jpg)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e7/Kendranew.jpg)</div>“We want to,” Kendra spoke softly letting her fingers explore down Madoka’s neck to her breasts cupping one gently.  Madoka’s breasts were larger than what was stereotypical for a Japanese girl, it hinted of mixed blood somewhere in the past, they were round and sensitive as if making up for the lack of feeling in Madoka’s legs.<br/><br/>Matty lifted one of Madoka’s legs onto her lap opening them to her.  She did not bother trying to fire nerves that did not register and let her fingers play under the camisoles and along the waistband of Madoka’s cotton shorts until she was able to slip her hand under them to find the warm, wet pussy that awaited her.<br/><br/>“Ahh.”  Another surprised gasp escaped Madoka’s lips as fingers found purchase in the folds of her vagina.<br/><br/>“Let’s enjoy the show.”  Kendra suggested not blocking Madoka’s view of the other girls as her hands pulled the light fabric on Madoka’s torso away from Matty’s hand that began to slide along fold and button in a very slowly building rhythm.  Kendra felt a hand touch her thigh, looking for a place to stabilize and questioningly explore.  Kendra’s grey shorts were loose and easily accessible.<br/><br/>“Touch me,” Kendra encouraged.  “Connecting with you was wonderful.  I want you too.”  The questioning hand slipped under the grey shorts and Kendra moaned lightly with pleasure.  Madoka’s relatively inexperienced fingers probed as well as she could amid the fabric.<br/><br/>“Oooo..umm…wait..ugn.” Kendra wanted to be free of her shorts, to let Madoka have free reign to touch her and she pulled away for a moment to strip free of her shorts before mounting the couch arm and giving Madoka freedom to explore her however she wanted.  Small fingers probed the dark folds of Kendra’s pussy, eventually finding the sensitive nub to stoke it in time with how Matty was stroking Madoka.<br/><br/>Madoka could not believe what was happening, she watched with rising arousal at what was happening directly across the room from her while two beautiful women began to masturbate with her.  Her fingers continued to work Kendra in time with Matty’s fingers inside of her.  Kendra was not idle either continuing to cup and squeeze and pull at Madoka’s wonderful breasts.  Not to be outdone Matty’s free hand slipped under her own tight fitting shorts and began to stroke herself and Madoka,  Very soon her shorts and Madoka’s would be tossed aside for the freedom it provided.  Three sets of legs splayed wide towards the cluster of women surrounding Olivia, fingers working in, along and over in a glorious symphony of gasping and moaning.<br/>