Out of her league.

Shawna found herself in the corner of Giovanna's bedroom, half covering her eyes with one hand and frantically masturbating with the other. Before her was on of the hottest displays of lesbian battle for dominance in history. They had been at it for a little over 2 hours now. She had cum half a dozen times just watching them.

Giovanna currently had Andrea face down with her legs curled upward in a half arch, her arms and head pinned underneath the brunette's buttocks and legs. She had her arms around both of Andrea's thighs and was thrusting the entirety of her tongue in and out of Andrea's pussy. Andrea moaned desperately, her voice muffled by the mattress. Her pussy gushed, almost waterboarding Giovanna. Giovanna responded by flexing the tip of her tongue so it flicked against her G-Spot perfectly.

She had the upper hand in this position, and wasn't about to let it go. Suddenly, Andrea's legs began to shake. Here comes to big one. She thought. Andrea howled into the sheets, her entire body convulsing. Giovanna held her tight through all of it, increasing the rhythm of her tongue, prolonging the orgasm as much as she could. Eventually Andrea's voice petered out, her convulsions slowing down to shudders. Giovanna let go of her legs, and they fell limply to the mattress. Andrea was out cold.

Giovanna sighed contentedly and stood up, slapping Andrea's ass affectionately as she did. She strode towards Shawna. She was covered in sweat and girlcum. She stopped at where Shawna was cowering, looking like half a goddess and half a sexual demon straight out her dreams. She kneeled so they were at eye level.

"I see you had some fun watching that." She said. Looking at the small puddle that had formed underneath her.

Shawna nodded, too terrified to say anything.

"I suppose we do put on a good show." She straightened, stretched. "April 12th. Now get the fuck out of my home."

"What happened?" Asked Andrea's driver in astonishment as Shawna half dragged Andrea's naked body onto the carriage.

"Shut the fuck up and help me." Shawna responded. As she struggled to position her mistress in a somewhat more dignified position, she thought to herself: This isn't over. Not even close.