Mollie sipped her drink. She nodded conspiratorially. Misty was picking up Mollie’s signals just fine. After a little more chatting, and some casual...touching, to which neither of them objected, she suggested they get a ride to Misty’s place. Mollie whispered her agreement, her heart racing. As she felt the blood pulsing in her neck, she wondered if she’d be able to really go through with this.They took an Uber to Misty’s apartment. Mollie was impressed that Misty needed a keycard to access her. And so in my naivety, thinkingthat it was nothing more than a harmless role-playingfantasy, on the day of my interview I dolled myself upwith bright pink blusher, lipstick and nail varnish, woremy skimpiest and sexiest white T shirt, pink mini-skirt andstrappy white stilettos. And from the moment that I parkedmy car, walked up to the main gate and buzzed themansion’s intercom, I beamed inanely from ear to ear andemptied my head of every meaningful thought.‘Hello?’ Asked Mrs Simmons in her usual. And of course Kari likes to join in too. And so does Jeff. So we're all just a bunch of boinkers." So does anyone not know what's going on between you two?" Let's see..." said Jeff. "I'm pretty sure that Dad doesn't. But Allison does; she was even there with Brit and me our first time. Oh, and I'm sure Rachael knows by now. Allison would have told her. In fact, now that I think back on it, I think Rachael was trying to get Brit and me together while she was here in September." I'll bet Allison. There was no way they were going to lose this! So, Rachel flipped Carolina onto her back, her long legs and pussy facing her. Then, with a rough ram and grind, Rachel began scissoring her best friend. Carolina moaned out in pleasure, gyrating her hips and grinding her wet, hot pussy back into Rachel’s. At this point, the competition flew from her mind. The two girls started grinding so hard into each other’s pussies that their boobs were bouncing and slapping against their chests. Rachel’s.