After I had spent inside her I quizzed her about it. At first she was embarrassed to talk but after pushing her it all came out. It turned out that be...ng taken while unconscious or nearly so was big turn on for her, it was something her repressed self could deal with. It was all so obvious when you think about it, all her life she had been told that good girls don't, even though your growing body was screamed out for it, but if you were very drunk or even unconscious no blame could be attached. I resisted the urge to respond as I didn’t want to affect this horny scene in any way at all apart from playing the role of the voyeuristic husband. His dick felt hard again so I began to unzip him for round two. His hands were now inside my dress and every time that he pulled hard or pinched my nipples my pussy contracted in pure pleasure. As I eased his cock free of his boxer shorts he sprang to attention right before my eyes. I was feeling greedy now and immediately took him between my lips. We set everything up, fire pit, band equipment, chairs, beerpong tables, all the good shit. 6pm rolls around and people are showin up! dozens at a time, everybodies bringin beer n booze and food, ohh what a night! So I gather my boys and we get on the band stage, grab my guitar and we start rockin out with some acdc, led zeppelin, play some country like toby keith and kenny chesney. Gettin drunk at the same time! You know how it is. So while im up there jammin away, i look out and i see this. That wasa ‘hands on’ stare. That was a ‘I got it bad for you and I don’t care who the fuck knows it’ stare, and the only reason Leigh hadn’t realized it sooner was that she’d never imagined another woman looking at her like that. Georgia wanted her. Like, she wanted to do to Leigh what Leigh was doing to Leigh right now. She’d have to let her down easy, that was all. She’d be nice about it, because you heard all the time about gay people getting horrible nasty rejections from straight people.