"Why do this?" Carl asked, seemingly surprised at the question. "I know you quite well, Alysia Mars. Good enough that the footage and information is all too true."<br/><br/>He pushed and pulled the vibrator back and forth across their twin petals, not yet entering. "I've been a fan of you quite some time. How you're good at both studying and sports..."<br/><br/>The vibrator gently pressed past Alysia's lips, the base still touching Esther. She could feel the gyrations of the woman's body below hers, tensing up only to move in spite of herself, her tongue flicking against Alysia's nipple.<br/><br/>"How you feel surrounded by those who cannot measure up to you, how you had to settle with a 'bad boy' way below your league. A woman like you, deserves better."<br/><br/>Carl's hand squeezed Alysia's ass, slowly feeling every inch of her posterior. "I know how arrogant you are; how as soon as I gave you what you wanted you'd leave as soon as you came."<br/><br/>The vibrator then switched to Esther, causing the black girl's hips to buck up into Alysia.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry," Esther cried. "I don't mean to...aaaahhh!"<br/><br/>Her own orgasm cut her off, her face buried further in Alysia's breasts. Her movements became wild, no longer restrained as her own breasts rubbed against Alysia's torso, eventually popping free of her partner's ample cleavage to meet face to face, her air a chaotic mess. And all the while Carl did not stop, moving the vibrator in and out, switching and going between both women until Alysia too lost control and she felt Esther give her another long kiss...