I just know I generally prefer men, but sometimes, usually when enough alcohol is involved, I can let myself go and thoroughly and completely enjoy th... touch of another woman. John was supplying plenty of the necessary ingredients and in short order Debbie was too drunk to hold back her needs. In her desperate struggle to remain faithful to her husband though, in whatever terms she could justify, she had perched herself on a chair and was facing John and me on the couch, skirt already on the. But of course I had composed myself to act somewhat like a lady. He opened the door and we both walked in. "Now what was your other question you had for me?" he said as he shut the door quietly behind him. I had been leaning against his desk trying to look all sexy. I smiled and winked. "You know what my question is professor," I said. "Oh I do now? What question would that be?" he said with a smile. "Are you going to pull my panties off with your teeth or are you just going to push them to the. .. we got a cab back to mine... the driver must have had a proper show that night as Ciara hitched up her dress slightly and straddled me, pushing her tongue into my willing mouth. I slid my hands round to feel her toned arse. I massaged her buttocks gently and she moaned, and a cheeky thumb on the gusset of her tights confirmed what I suspected. Ciara was already wet. I'll gladly confess that the fact that she was so fucking horny had very little to do with me. What was becoming more and more. At 25 she could have been a model, if Daddy wasn’t so wealthy. Fiona, the Bridesmaid is the same age with similar figure except her boobs are just a touch smaller. Fiona’s emerald green dress d****s to the floor. Although, with a high neck line it works well with her chestnut hair and green eyes. Normally everyone is in the shadows compared to the bride. Not with these two. With money, elegance and beauty they are confident to stand stunning together or separate. I was only introduced to the.