“What the hell does that mean? Become Orgasmic. How on earth did you come up with that?” We were sitting in a café inside one of the local booksh...ps in town. It was rare that we managed to have a day off work together so we took advantage of them when we could. Although we got on well as flatmates we were completely different. Whereas Cara preferred to browse round the bookshops, I could usually be found checking out the latest fashions. We had arranged to meet for coffee after a couple of. "Yes, dear." Can you help me with the CD in Charlie's room?" Of course, when?" As soon as possible. She's dying to try it but doesn't want to impose on your work..." OK, well let's get it done now then."I followed her up to Charlotte's room. She stood in the middle of the room looking at herself in a mirror and swirled around as we entered. She had a short skirt and a blouse on. The skirt swirled up and showed her panties, giving me a quick glimpse of her thighs, but fell back to its proper. I came back to my room and waited for her, she came in casually and said she had asked for my room to be cleaned herself and got it, I closed the door immediately and started to suck her lips and kissed her and she responded and she also was thinking of the fuck she has with me last evening, I did not waste any time, I put her in bed and lifted her saree and petticoat only to find that she was not wearing any panty that day. I felt very horny and started to suck her cunt immediately, she was. She was a young Latina woman in her mid-twenties who decided that during her senior year of high-school, she was attracted to women more so than men. It was her choice of course, no one made her choose to love women over men, and no one forced it upon her. Her family accepted and loved her just the way she was, and so they grew to become very fond of her girlfriend, Lily. Marci was a fairly tall woman who stood at 5’9” and was very curvaceous. She had flawless tanned skin and her silky raven.