They have Jen facilitate them

“Facilitate?” Jen asked, unsure what they meant by that.

“It simply means you will be our aide while we play!” Cher explained.

“Think of it as a PA on a shoot,” Evee suggested.

“P… A…?” Jen was starting to think she was missing brain cells. The words seemed like words she should know, but she didn’t get the context.

“Just get us stuff we ask for,” Cher told her.

“Oh! O… OK!” Jen readily agreed, partly because she was too embarrassed about not knowing what they were talking about that she was afraid to decline.

“Good, so be a dear and fetch me a bottled water and a towel!” Cher told her.

Obediently, Jen went over to the cupboard she had seen loaded with clean towels and brought one back to the host.

“Well, towel me off, hun!” Cher smiled cheerfully, holding her arms up and turning around to wave her hips invitingly.

Jen took a dry swallow. The naked supermodel was asking to be patted down. She held her breath and started to dab the towel over Cher’s glistening skin. It was soft to the touch and made Jen’s heart palpitate harder.

“You should dry off Evee too!” Cher instructed.

“Y…Yes!” Jen obeyed, kneeling down to wipe down the freshly fucked brunette.

“Mmm…” Evee murmured as the towel patted over her abdomen. “She’s such an obedient one,” the model noted with a wry grin. “I wonder if she’d be willing to join our fun!”

Jen’s cheeks burned with excitement. She didn’t dare invite herself into their playtime, but if they wanted to let her in, she was more than willing to join. Evee sat up and pulled her in for a kiss. Jen’s heart rate spiked! If she weren’t being held by the super hot model, she’d be jumping for joy. Instead, she leaned in and started kissing right back.

“Who said you could do that?” Cher snapped.

Jen froze. She felt her stomach drop. She had overstepped her bounds and now she was going to get kicked out or worse by her host.

“You don’t call the shots, I do!” the strap-on wearing blonde stated, with a flash in her eyes.

Jen quickly pulled away from Evee and bowed down meekly. She was about to apologize when Cher kept her focus on the brunette on the floor.

“I won our match, so I get to call the shots. If you want to fool around with our referee, you ask me first, got it?” she stated to her submissive. She had a commanding tone that wasn’t malicious but still demanded abeyance.

“Sorry, Cher, you’re right!” Evee conceded, kneeling down and bowing her head.

“That’s better!” Cher grinned. “Now…” she grinned, stroking her rubber cock tauntingly as she stepped towards her charge. “Time to show you why I’m the boss!”

Evee was ready for more, wearing a smirk on her face as she backed up slightly and opened her legs. Cher stopped, remembering that Jen was still in the room. “Jen?”

“Yes m?” Jen responded, cutting herself off before blurting out ‘mistress’.

“Bottled water?”

“Oh! Right!” Jen remembered. “Uh… where?”

“There’s a minifridge outside,” Cher nodded, then turned her attention back to Evee.

Jennifer left the wrestling room and quickly darted around the main gym looking for the mini fridge. She found it sitting on a counter with more towels. It was like a grocery store fridge with a clear door to see the bottles inside. Jen grabbed one and returned to the room to catch the main event, then doubled back to grab a second bottle, just in case Evee needed one too. If she was going to facilitate, she was going to do a good job of it, which meant knowing what the ladies wanted before they did!

Back in the wrestling room, they were panting loud enough for Jen to hear them through the door. When she opened it, she got the waft of sex coming out. It was an entrancing scent that immediately got a rise out of the petite blonde. She made her way in, as quiet as a mouse, as Cher plunged her dildo into Evee’s gaping hole, making wet smacks and slops. Evee was the first to see Jen re-enter. Cher noticed and turned around.

“Ah, thank you!” she said, taking the bottle and opening it while maintaining her thrust reps into Evee. She took a swig, then held the bottle up and poured the water over her head. It drizzled down her hair and seeped over her statuesque body. She slicked her hair back and shook her head like she was in a shampoo ad. Jen stood and watched, entranced.

Cher then held the bottle out in front of her and splashed water over her prone charge’s exposed skin. Evee growled at her in response, squirming under the refrigerated liquid..

“Come lick me clean,” Cher ordered her sub, huskily.

Evee climbed off the strap-on and moved down to Cher’s belly, catching the stream of water trickling down. She was like a thirsty kitty lapping up the lines of h2o flowing down Cher’s mid section. The brunette worked her way up to Cher’s tits and took her time sucking and licking each one as she stared up hungrily at her mistress.

Jen watched on enviously.

Cher turned Evee around and poured the rest of the water down Evee’s back. Evee jutted out her butt so that it formed a little puddle on the base of her lower back. Cher leaned in and sucked up the puddle and gave Evee a hard smack on the butt. Evee yelped and giggled before they started making out.

Jen held her breath, wishing she could just step in and join the pair, but she feared interrupting and ruining the mood.

The supermodels playfully ran their hands over each other’s pristine bodies. Cher bent over her roommate and plunged her strap-on back inside her wet hole. Evee moaned whorishly and backed into her friend. Cher gyrated her hips, giving Jen a sidelong glance as she pumped into the lithe brunette.

Jen’s mouth was ajar as she silently witnessed the debauchery.

“She’s so cute when she makes that face,” Evee murmured to Cher.

“She does…” Cher agreed.

Jen closed her mouth self consciously causing Evee to giggle. Their guest’s voyeurism was stimulating the other two flatmates, so they started to really get into it with each other for Jen’s viewing pleasure. Evee panted and moaned as Cher rapidly increased her tempo, thrusting into her like they were being shot for a porn video. The mistress held Evee’s leg straight up in the air and licked it as she stuffed her friend at full speed. As they fucked, both their gazes turned to Jen, feeding off her presence.

Jennifer was feeling very hot and squirmed awkwardly where she stood. She wanted to touch herself but being watched by the others was having the opposite effect on her willingness to perform. She held the extra bottle close and bit her lower lip, happy to be able to just stand back and watch.

Cher had Evee in the throes of pleasure by this point. Evee was gasping and moaning over the heavy smacks of their bodies smashing together. She started to tense up, then held her breath. Cher kept pounding, not losing a step. Evee shuddered and groaned. The sound made Jen tingle. It was a sound of pure passion and release.

“Ah.. ah… AHHHHHH! FUuuuuuck!” Evee moaned. Her eyes stayed transfixed to their little voyeur the whole time.

As Evee wound down from her climax, Cher eased up and pulled her friend up for another kiss.They giggled and made out for a bit, then the victor disengaged from her prize and held her hand out to Jen. Jen immediately passed the towel over for Cher to use.

“Fuck, that was hot!” Cher said, taking the towel. “I think it was even better because you were watching,” she grinned.

Jen grinned back silently.

“Now MY pussy needs to be satisfied!” Cher went on, taking the extra water bottle and downing a long swig.

Evee got on her knees and started to undo the harness to Cher’s strap-on.

“Not you!” Cher told her with a lighthearted smack to the wrist. Evee immediately stopped. Cher turned to look at Jen. “That’s our facilitator’s job…” she grinned.

Jen felt her heart pumping. It was her turn to act, but was she just supposed to take off the strap-on, or was Cher expecting something more from her? She looked at Cher quizzically and asked, “Do you… do you want me to just take it off or…?”

“Oh don’t act so shy with us, Jen!” Cher said, walking up and caressing the referee’s arms. “Hayley told us all about what you did with her! You’re no novice when it comes to a strap-on!”

“I…” Jen started to say when a rush of blood warmed her cheeks. She couldn’t believe Hayley would tell everyone about their night together even though she really did believe it. That’s what Hayley would do.

“I kind of want to try you out for myself,” Cher added. “What do you say?”

Jen continued to hesitate, like a deer in headlights.

“Maybe she wants you to beat her in a match first,” Evee teased.