Both Adeni's and Keya's hands wove between Marin's thighs, exploring, groping and teasing the young woman. Somewhere in the room, rising above the music, came the crescendo of a woman's orgasm punctuated with a series of mild vulgarities, the woman's cry tortured with pleasure. Keya wanted to cum badly too, preferably with this pretty Marin's face mashed up between her legs.<br/><br/>By Marin's hand Adeni's top slid off her shoulders, falling to her waist and exposing her breasts. Keya reached out to touch them, stroking them lightly with her fingertips.<br/><br/>Keya kissed Marin's shoulder and said to Marin. "Mmm, aren't they nice hun?" Keya cupped Adeni's breast in her hand, the nipple calling out urgently for attention.<br/><br/>Keya's finger brushed over Adeni's excited nipple and offered a coy suggestion, "You know, my friend loves to have her nipples sucked. Don't you Adeni?"<br/><br/>Keya removed her hand and played her fingers in Marin's fine hair. In her line of vision, across the room and through the open door of the bedroom Keya could see the tall hostess. Bethanne, an expression of bliss on her face was kneeling over another, riding the face of some fortune party-goer.<br/><br/>Keya brought her attention back to the couch and the other two women. She played with Marin's nipples through the lycra, pinching and tugging them lightly.