After Jane and Marie untied Erica, she disappeared into the bathroom for a minute to pee and wash her face. When she returned, she took Jessica by the hand and led the way to the living room. Jessica was only too happy to be guided in this circumstance; Erica was, after all, the professional here. Jane and Marie followed behind.
Erica pulled off what remained of Jessica's clothes, sat her down on the couch, and hopped up to straddle her. They shared a long, sensuous kiss, tongues exploring and intertwining. Then Erica began to move down. She paid due attention to Jessica's ears, her neck, her shoulders, then her breasts, licking all around and sucking them down.
Marie and Jane took seats and looked on, pleased to see their mistress being treated the way she deserved. Continuing her journey south, Erica lingered on Jessica's navel, her hips, and her triangle, then bent over to kiss her feet before spreading her legs. Jessica settled back into the couch and opened wider to give Erica good access.
What followed took Marie and Jane by surprise. They both thought they knew how to pleasure a woman, but Erica was operating on another level. Her technique was flawless; her mouth, tongue and hands incredibly skilled; but more than that, she just had a special touch. She knew when to push forward, when to ease off, when to pay attention to the inner thighs, the pussy itself, or the clit. She kept Jessica going for the better part of an hour, driving her to higher and higher heights, but never over the edge. When Jessica finally came, she orgasmed three times rapidly in succession -- making some noises Jane and Marie had never heard her make before -- then fell back and lay still.
Feeling humbled but happy, Jane and Marie moved onto the couch, cuddling their mistress from either side. They drew Erica up into their embrace, and for a time all four of them just rested together.
* * *
By the time Lexi finished studying for her math final, it was late. She could hear her father snoring down the hall, but she herself didn't feel tired at all. She felt horny. And at this hour she wasn't quite sure what to do about it, until she remembered that she had a good option close at hand.
Moving very quietly -- probably more quietly than she really needed to, as her dad was a heavy sleeper and a loud snorer -- she crept out the front door and over to Annalise's. The house was dark but the door was unlocked, and Lexi was sure Annalise wouldn't mind. As she climbed the stairs she was surprised to see that a light was on in the bedroom, and then she heard a noise: a female moan, a quiet one, but unmistakable.