We held each other close. Both of us were muttering mingled endearments and obscenities incoherently between sobs of joy and laboured, gulping breaths... both of us had aftershocks slamming through our bodies, in a tumult that went on for minutes on end, before gradually subsiding. Presently she sat up. “We’d better finish undressing, hadn’t we?” she suggested. “We both look a real mess.” There was no denying that. Our skirts were crumpled about our waists, and soaked with the juices we had. I had to be nice. They both said they would have whatever I was having. I had just bought a bottle of crown royal black and I knew that’s what I was getting. So the kind person I am I grabbed my bottle of crown, a bottle of coke, and stuck 3 glasses down in the ice bucket and walked back outside. I don’t think they expected me to bring that kind of drink, but they didn’t complain. After my first crown and coke I was feeling pretty good. I know better than to drink around people because I tend. I got to the parking lot, found my car, and paid. As I waited for the valet to get the car ready, check for scratches and all the second bus arrived, and three guesses: : : who was the first to get off?Right. Oprah Winfre. No, the slut from the plane (WHO I STILL DIDNT KNOW HER NAME!).I pulled out, and she was running behind the car, but she seemed to disappear when I stopped at the security booth. I then went to my suite at the Stardust.I open the trunk to get my bags and guess. "I like to go to the lingerie store and buy some sexy things to wear for my boyfriend. And now I feel like you're my boyfriend, too. So, it's okay if you put those ones on."Sexy little sorority sluts never get over being hot little bitches. They need lots of hard cocks to please. I really was just like them. I had already had Bill's cock earlier and still had Rich and Lex coming, later. There is so much pleasure in being a hot little bitch that I wouldn't want to be anything else tonight.I.