The musky smell of sex intermingled with the flowery scent of the burning candles. Moans and whimpers of pleasure weaved and undulated with the curiously erotic music that fluttered around the room. Keya's head swam with the mix of sensory delights, the rustle of clothing and the hiss of skin rubbing against skin.<br/><br/>As Adeni and Marin kissed, Keya stood up. She made a little show of bending over and stepping out of her flowered skirt. She pulled her white cami over her head, the silky fabric teasing her aroused nipples as it slid over her skin.<br/><br/>Now only in her frilly crotchless panties she sat back down beside Marin. Keya was not completely shaven but neatly trimmed with pubes that matched her shiny black hair, an ode to her Asian ancestry. Between the crotchless fabric her pink lips beaded up with moisture. Keya dipped her fingers between her own legs and slide them over her slick lips, bringing them back to her mouth for a taste.<br/><br/>Keya drew her attention back to Marin, weaving her hand between Marin's legs, her touch now more insistent and pointed. She cupped the young woman's crotch in her hand, the moistness seeping readily through the mesh fabric. In her cupped palm Keya rubbed Marin's crotch firmly, sliding her hand and pivoting her wrist back and forth.<br/><br/>There were in all nine women in the living room, and three in the bedroom. The trio of women across from them on the couch were all now masturbating rigorously, watching Keya, Marin and Adeni. The other group of three women were wallowing in each other's sex with eager tongues.