Tina (leaning down and pressing her lips to Helena’s; feeling Bette’s lips on the back of her neck): If one of you two don’t do something about this throbbing ache, that you’re the cause of I am going to kill you. (Pausing) both of you…

Bette (covering Tina’s breasts with both hands and squeezing): You’re beautiful when you’re frustrated have I told you that? (Sliding one hand down the front of Tina’s body and nipping her neck.)

Tina (whimpering as she was filled slowly, achingly slow):Fuck me, please just fuck me

Helena (her finger sliding in beside Bette’s, slowly, teasingly; placing her hand on Tina’s hip): Such a dirty mouth on you…

Tina (bracing herself on Helena’s shoulders as their torturous assault teased her beyond her limitations): Shut up…

Helena (thrusting her fingers in time with Bette’s): Keep your eyes open (seeing Tina’s internal battle) no, I want you to look at me when you cum all over both of our hands. (Looking at Bette seeing the internal battle for control that mirrored her own; their bodies tense and demanding; Tina’s need superseding their own.)  

Bette (leaning forward, kissing Helena; pulling them both closer; sliding another finger inside Tina) is this what you need love? (Tina nodded and continued her thrusts) you feel sol good (kissing her face.)
 
Tina (pleading and crying; she was so close; she couldn’t take much more): Don’t stop, keep on….

Helena (softly): Keep those eyes open love (her free hand sliding between Tina’s cheeks): Such a fucking gorgeous ass (sliding her finger inside; gasping as teeth bit into her shoulder; Bette’s free hand teasing her clit; knowing if Bette pressed a little harder yowling as she did just that) Please (her control thrown out the window as she sped up her thrusts.)

Bette (knowing the sexual pressure valve for these two gorgeous woman was going to blow wide open; licking her lips as she noticed the identical tension and trembling; she knew they were both close and in a sadistic way she wanted to prolong it for them as long as she could.)

Kit’s Apartment
Kit (stirring at the sound of a door shutting; looking at the clock; 430 am): Papi…

Papi (peeking her head around the corner from the shower, toothbrush in her mouth, shirt unbuttoned): Hey! Hold on.