Alice held on to Kiku’s hand as she listened to the announcement skeptically.

-And what exactly would this 'personalized routine' entail? Alice asked.

Meanwhile, Betty was giddy.

-Ooh, this sounds amazing! Go Giani! Betty cheered, shooting a thumbs up and a supportive grin to their new friend.

-As long as I get to watch, Zed whispered into Betty's ear.

Alice frowned slightly at Zed's whisper to Betty.

Liv turned the lights down as the girls and Zed took a seat at a couch at the wall of the dance hall studio to watch Jazz and Giani get to it. Ednin settled back into the plush couch cushions, putting her arm around Carla.

Under the lowered lights, Jazz and Giani stood facing each other, eyes locked. At Jazz's signal, the opening bars of a pulsating, high-energy Latin song filled the room.

The two powerful women began to move simultaneously, their bodies undulating with grace. Giani kicked things off aggressively, invading Jazz's space. She dropped low, arching her back to present her rear to Jazz before rolling back up slowly, letting her dress ride up to reveal a peek of lacy panties hugging her curves.

Zed squeezed Betty's thigh excitedly as he noticed Giani's panties show.

Not wanting to be outdone, Jazz retaliated with a series of rapid-fire shimmies and shakes, her voluptuous breasts bouncing beneath the tight fabric of her top. She ran a hand suggestively up her side, cupping her breast and giving it a squeeze.

Ednin was transfixed by the erotic dance-off unfolding before them. She pulled Carla closer.

-Damn, the heat between those two... it's enough to set the whole room ablaze, she whispered.

Kiku slid quietly next to Zed opposite from Betty as he sat enraptured and watched Jazz and Giani intently.

Carla squirmed excitedly on the couch cushion beside Ednin, her cheeks flushed as she watched.

-Wow, Ednin... I mean, wow! Have you seen them dance like this before? Carla asked.

-Who knew Giani had it in her? Ednin said.

Jazz matched Giani step for step. Their bodies glistened under the dimmed lights, sweat mingling with their perfumes.

Kiku placed her hand on Zed's knee and pressed her elbow discreetly into his crotch.

Spinning faster, Giani unzipped her dress with a flourish, tossing it aside to reveal a strappy lace teddy underneath. She reached out to grab Jazz, yanking the fiery dancer toward her.

Feeling Zed's arousal, Kiku started to rub with her elbow while squeezing his knee. He turned briefly to look at her and smile approvingly before turning his attention back to Jazz and Giani.

Jazz gasped as Giani suddenly gripped her, grinding her hips deliberately into the barely concealed mound of her panties.

Ednin smirked, enjoying Carla's obvious arousal and innocence. She squeezed Carla tighter.

-Mmm, nothing quite like this, sweetheart, Ednin purred.

Zed leaned forward to watch as Jazz and Giani got closer, intentionally rubbing his arousal into Kiku's elbow as he brought his legs closer together to catch it.

Turning to Carla, Ednin cupped the younger woman's jaw, bringing her face towards her.

-Does this excite you, baby? Seeing two strong, beautiful women come together like that? Ednin asked.

On the dance floor, Giani tangled her fingers in Jazz's hair, gripping tightly as she crashed their mouths together. Her other hand roamed greedily over the curves she'd been admiring, groping and kneading Jazz's firm rump shamelessly.

Breaking away with a growl, Giani panted, her voice thick with desire.

-Enough games, Jazz. I'm gonna fuck you right here, right now, she announced.

Not caring about their audience anymore, she attacked Jazz's neck with biting kisses, sucking hard enough to leave marks as she worked to unclasp Jazz's bra.

Zed's eyes opened in shock as he squeezed Kiku's arm even tighter between his legs to hump it while leaning closer to watch Jazz and Giani.

Alice watched the intense scene unfold. Despite her usual composure, she found herself drawn to the raw, primal energy radiating from the two women. Beside her, Betty was practically trembling, her grip tightening on her sister's hand.

-Yes, damn you! Take me, claim me, Jazz hissed through clenched teeth, consumed by lust. Right here, right now, I don't care who's watching!

Giani complied with Jazz's desperate pleas with  growl. She hoisted the wanton dancer up, urging Jazz to wrap her long legs around her waist as she carried her over to a sturdy nearby table. Sweeping off the various props adorning it with a swift swipe of her arm, Giani set Jazz down none-too-gently atop it.

Panting heavily, Giani tore away Jazz's flimsy bra, exposing her heaving bosom and sucking on it sloppily before finally pulling away and coming to her knees.

-I'm going to devour this sweet cunt until you scream, Giani promised as she shoved Jazz's shorts and soaked panties down her thighs and tossed them away.