Dharma looking on from the sidelines

Your eyes land on the dejected figure standing off to the side, her dark brown eyes downturned and for a moment you feel a pang of sympathy for the young woman - to be so publicly disappointed and humiliated, and by her own mother no less. The feeling distracts you a moment from the physical going-ons, but Dharma somehow notices and you see a pensive glint that grows into feisty as your gazes lock.

Her lips form words but it takes you several moments to understand. Partly because whatever she whispers is drowned out by the encouraging cries of the spectators as the two girls try to get you worked into a frenzy, partly because the they are succeeding in their endeavor. Every stroke feels more molten than the last and leaves a tingling trail along your sensitive skin. Closers and closer to you waiting cock, running their hands along your shaft but never for long, and never as firm as you need, need, need..

What were you doing?

Oh right, Dharma. She appears to be repeating herself and you could try to read her lips but you honestly have a hard time concentrating and it doesn't help that Dharma also has a delightfully fuckable mouth and a devilish pink tongue and everything is a bit of a haze right now and Pippa and Rachel appear to be having a very intense staredown that you would probably think was sexual in nature even if it WASN'T happening with their faces on either side of your shaft.

"Say.. you.. de-mand.. the.. " and then a long word. Perhaps two. She repeats and you definitly see an Ori.. a G or a T, an I and something -al.

A sudden jolt of pleasure-pain shoots through you as Pippa bites your shoulder before licking her way up your neck and you turn back to Dharma who is still going:

"Ri/re.. mo.. i .. al" and then "offer"? Right? Yes! You think you have it. Perhaps.