She pulled his face down to hers, shoving her tongue as deep inside HIS mouth as she could, pulling back only long enough to smother the rest of his f...ce, neck, and shoulders with kisses. He was STILL at it. Is this what it feels like to be fucked to death? she thought. This was her last coherent thought. She became a bundle of raw emotion. She hugged him to her breasts with her arms, held him inside of her with her legs, and covered everything she could reach with her kisses. She felt. She had taken to rubbing her breast with one hand and was writhing around trying to release her from the mounting pressure building in her on the arm of the couch. Jill looked over. She asked Jacob, “I would love to show Cassie what’s in your pants Mr. Smith.” Cassie looked down, noticing his arousal for the first time. Jacob swelled harder trying to find the words when Jill skillfully unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants freeing his hard member from the prison it was in. Her skilled hand. “Show them there are some ballsy freshmen here!”We all laughed and more howls erupted as Mitch led us around the house. We saw a few more upperclassmen we recognized from various sports and made small talk. Deedee never left my side, but Lexie found her courage and started to flit around and mix it up with her usual charm, but she kept us in sight. I found an open seat on a couch in the living room and Deedee planted herself across my lap with her arm around my neck. We clutched the same beers. ”“Sandra says she and Margot don’t get on.”“That doesn’t surprise me in the slightest. But talk to Neeka.”“All right.”The first thing I did the following morning was to catch Sandra and ask her about Neeka.“Neeka? Oh. Yes, if you want.” She shrugged.“Mrs Clarke recommended her.”“Fair enough. Not objecting.” She smiled. “I don’t really know her but from what I can find out I like her.”I smiled. “I’m giving you a veto on anyone. Except those I’ve already got, so anyone else.”“And don’t you forget.