Isn't it obvious?

Trish slowly reaches down and cradles your neck in a headlock. She presses her lips against your neck and allows her tongue to drift across you. Two of her fingers enter your mouth, and you feel her long acrylic nails against the tip of your tongue.

You feel Sable's hand reach into your pants and close around your obviously hardened member. She starts stroking you, and with her other hand pulls off her clingy white t-shirt, and reveals a metallic gold sports bra.

As you try to ogle her large firm breasts and the beautiful indentations her hardened nipples make in the fabric, you feel Torrie squatting over your bear stomach. Her short plaid skirt is high up on her smooth thighs, and you can clearly feel that she isn't wearing any panties. Her hands run up the tight white shirt she has on, and she begins to squeeze her breasts.

Suddenly...