"You taste so good!" I moaned, drunk on the taste of her pussy."I want to taste you now," Rosa pushed me off of her and we traded spots."Have you done...this before?" I asked her."Why don't you try and guess while I lick you." She parted my lips with both hands, one on each side of my pussy. She pulled down and then up on both of my lips, revealing my clit. She looked at me with an evil, sideways smile that I later realized was her signature look. She was good at staring me down and she kept her. He was her guy for the night; she had to fuck him. Whitney like fucking more when she was sober…like she was now. “C’mon,” she whispered in his ear. “You’re gonna fuck me. Hard. With this,” she grabbed him again. He nodded, took her hand and let her lead him away. She took him to the basement, where there just so happened to be a bed (Whitney knew this because she had been there before). They tore one another’s clothing off in no time and Whitney quickly dropped to her knees. She licked the tip. "I'm starting to think you're only after my body," she said with a mock frown."Well it is a very sexy body..." He slid his hand inside her coat and squeezed her breast. Her nipple hardened instantly and she sucked in a sharp breath. Arousal was a heart beat away and she felt the subtle ache begin to throb between her legs once again."Is it?" she said, looking for some reassurance."Oh yes — very sexy..." He pulled her head down and kissed her, his lips chilled but his tongue warm as it slipped. "I sat next to her, caressing her face with the back of my fingers. She leaned her head forward, enjoying the warmth of my hand on her cheek. Lori got on the opposite side of the bed, laying down on her side. I pulled Brittany on top of me as I laid on my back. We started kissing, and now that I knew she was in love with me, could really feel it by the way she kissed. I was surprised my cock got hard this quick after having sex with Lori. If it were possible, I'd marry Brit in a heartbeat. Lori.