I looked at Chloe, smiling as visions of having sex with her filled my mind. She winked at me as if reading my mind. A second later, I felt the zip, o... the left side of my skirt being pulled down. I must have looked panicked because she grinned and gestured for me to be quiet. My heart began to race as she slipped her hand inside and pushed my thong aside, easing two fingers into my pussy. Despite the risk of the situation and being scared, I couldn’t help opening my legs wider to allow her. I was in awe of her personality. I wanted to explore her on the sofa and tear off her vagina. But I wanted to get into the groove first. There came Anamika.She was looking lovely and had no makeup on. We hugged each other, and I gave her the wine bottle. To my surprise, both these females loved this wine and were searching for it for a long time.Anamika: Whisky? Glenfiddich?Me: Bring it on, baby. On the rocks!Sheena switched on the music, and we were sipping on the balcony. Being a high rise. ----------The house they'd rented was your typical beach bungalow. Big beautiful balcony looking over the water. Open floor plan on the main floor, living room, kitchen, and dining area all rolled into one cozy space. Huge floor to ceiling windows with a killer view. And just one master bedroom/bath combo in the loft. Delilah's purple duffel bag was already sitting on the bed and as Darren peeked into the bathroom he saw her girlie crap was all over both sinks. Just as well. His sister always. Our friends did not know that we were sexually involved. So we often slept in the room with one another to get a quick feel, or to finger one another, or simply get off. The day of the Super Bowl everyone was so heated and caught up in the game. I am a very smart mouth person, which my best friend cannot stand, so we got into a few spats that day. Of course our friends stopped to look at us to see what it all was about. My best friend always win our fights, it's her way of controlling me or the.