Uhm. A threesome?

"How do you want it.... Uh. Who's that?" A Japanese girl had stepped out of Zoe's bedroom and stopped in the hallway watching. One hand slipped into her tight white blouse and massaged a small breast. She licked her red lips as her other hand slipped down to her teeny-tiny black skirt, and up between her black hose-covered legs. One ankle twisted as her legs spread for easier access, and she stood precariously balanced on heels that looked taller than she was. She moaned and twisted her head, long black hair with a touch of ginger swaying and brushing the backs of her knees.

Zoe giggled and felt herself up. "That's our sister, dummy." John's fingers worked all the faster inside Zoe's pussy. "I can't have any girl-on-girl incestuous sex without a sister."

"What? But she's Asian!"

"So?" gasped Zoe. "Don't be such a--hoo! Such a racist. Hey, Mei-Xing, wanna fuh-fuck?"

"That's a Chinese name. She's Japanese!"

"John, she's Asian." Zoe's eyes rolled up until they showed only the whites. "Oh fuck, that's good!"

"And I speak English," said Mei-Xing. "Not Fuck-y fuck-y solja boy, so grow up. Do we have time for a quicky?"