Love lessons

My girlfriends Breana and Priscilla showed up to help me study biology, but the textbook stayed closed. Clothes hit the floor fast. I ended up on my back, legs parted, while Breana's tongue traced every wet fold between them. Her mouth was hot and insistent, sucking my clit until my hips jerked. Priscilla straddled my face, lowering her slick cunt against my tongue. I licked her open, tasting salt and skin, while Breana slid two fingers inside me and pumped hard, finding the spot that made me cry out against Priscilla's thighs. Breana didn't let up. She worked my clit with short, precise strokes of her tongue, her fingers curling deep, until I clenched around her hand and came hard. Priscilla ground down on my mouth, fucking herself on my tongue until she followed. We switched twice more that night, trading positions until the sheets were damp and every inch of skin felt claimed. I still don't remember a single fact from the textbook, but my body learned exactly how it works.