to Megan's delight, Abbie emerges with Jake in tow

Abbie took a step forward, smiling at Megan. As she did, she pulled enough away from Jake that his dick slid out of her pussy. But Abbie reached back and took hold of Jake's cock with her hand, pulling him behind her, leading him further into the pantry.

Abbie smiled at Megan the whole time, and noticed that Megan's eyes got a bit wider as she saw Jake behind her -- Jake, his pants lowered, his dick out (and hard) (and in Abbie's hand). Megan resumed fingering Phoebe's pussy, and put up a "quiet" finger to her lips. Abbie and Jake continued into the room, but walked as silently as they could.

A few more steps brought Abbie and Jake to mere inches from Megan, which also meant mere inches from Phoebe's pussy -- and Phoebe appeared to have no idea that Abbie and Jake were there. She lay back on the table, an arm across her face, trying to keep from making too much noise while Megan still had her fingers deep in her cunt. Megan looked over at Abbie, then down to Phoebe's pussy. Megan mouthed the words, "you want this?" to Abbie, and then indicated (with her eyes) the idea of continuing to finger Phoebe.

Abbie raised her eyebrows and nodded, and then leaned over the table. Gently, Abbie brought her hand toward Phoebe's cunt, and as if it had been choreographed, Megan pulled her fingers out and Abbie slid hers in, continuing the same aggressive rhythm and energy that she had been watching. Phoebe continued squirming, and let out a small squeal, the minor shift in sensation being enough to elicit a reaction, but not enough for her to lift her head and see what was going on.

Megan quietly stood by and looked at Jake. She gave him a suggestive glance, which he reacted to with a smile. She looked down at Abbie, pointed at herself and then at Jake, all with an eyebrow raised. And then she spoke, the first audible words in a while. "Should I ...?"

It was a little jarring, hearing her voice, only because they had all been so quiet for so long. Phoebe heard Megan and nodded vigorously, mumbling, "yes, you should -- whatever you have in mind, you should do it, and do it faster." Abbie stifled a bit of a giggle. She knew that Megan's question hadn't been for Phoebe, but was excited to hear Phoebe's response anyway. Megan looked at Abbie with a smile, and Abbie nodded in response.

Megan turned toward Jake, and rather roughly ran her hands over his chest, feeling him, groping him through his shirt. She pulled on his shirt, jolting him toward her. She kissed him briefly, but she was more interested in other parts of him. She ran a hand straight down his front, and grabbed his dick, squeezing it, and stroking it.

Abbie brought her tongue forward to Phoebe's pussy, and switched between her fingers and her mouth, licking and prodding Phoebe. Phoebe moaned a little and squealed again, and then said, "Oh, Christ, that feels spectacular. Do that again!" Phoebe clearly felt something new, but hadn't yet considered the notion that it wasn't Megan anymore.

As abruptly as she had begun groping Jake, Megan stopped. She quickly squat down, and without fanfare, slid her mouth onto Jake's dick. She sucked hard for a few moments, then slid back off, gently. She looked up at him, glanced over at Abbie, and then finally fixed her eyes on Phoebe's exposed pussy. Sensing that everyone was either on board or, in Phoebe's case, didn't know what was happening, Megan pulled Jake's dick, guiding him toward Phoebe.

Abbie leaned back to give Jake some space. She briefly took hold of his cock for a moment, kissing it once, and sucking it for a few seconds. Phoebe put her hand back on it again, and steered him toward Phoebe's hole.