. Tequila makes me nasty...I bent over, waiting for him to take me from behind but he wouldn't... He did not even move. He just smiled his smug little...smile at me, eyes twinkling in the darkness. He simply sat on the floor next to shoes and golf clubs and I, less than gracefully, moved on top of him, lowering my wet pussy onto his kilt. I kissed his neck; right where I knew would make him moan. I whispered between kisses, tormenting him, asking him politely "Please let me fuck you, let me ride. I thought, “Oh my god! Is the other me going to suck that?”I got my answer immediately. I saw the other me stroke his cock a few times, then lick it, then put it in her mouth! But I felt it too! I felt him take my head in his hands and start to fuck my mouth…her mouth. I felt him try to push it down my throat, but it was too big. But the other me wanted to take it down her throat. I knew because I felt her lower her tongue so he could push it down.“Agh!” the other me gagged. I gagged also.Then. Smiling at her reaction, I gently played with her nipples, squeezing them, and pinching them just enough to give her a tingle, but not hard enough to hurt. Caressing her breasts with my hands, my tongue was getting deeper and deeper inside of her pussy as I continued to kiss, lick and eat her like she's never felt before. I could hear little gasps and feel her tremble as she had one little orgasm after another, cumming every few minutes and never wanting this moment to end. When she finally. She could get dressed then. That would give her another twenty minutes of naked freedom at least.Jennifer also knew about the many BSC girls who had become Absolutes – girls that would not wear a stitch of clothing on campus or off campus. The two female students she had met eighteen months ago in the cafeteria were girls that were doing just that. They were just starting out as Absolutes and from what Jennifer had heard they had made a complete success of it. What happened in Aurora Hills was.