." Boner?" Chris giggled. "Yeah ... I can imagine it would be."To make matters worse, she leaned against the door slowly lifting one arm over her head...as though stretching. One leg coming up slightly, bent at the knee as she balanced it on tippy-toe. It was an obvious pose meant to tease, to titillate. And it was. Her long shoulder length hair fell lazily around her neck, like itchy fingers reaching towards her breasts. Following their lines, I looked over and realized just how hard and pointed. I pushed her down to her bed as we were still locked in our heavy french kiss and started to removed her tee and short, within second she was naked and I pull back from our kiss to admire her hot sexy body. As I was standing up admiring her nakedness she pulled my pant down and wrap her warm lip around my hard cock. She gave me one hell of a blow job and my god she can suck, I started to fuck her mouth as she took all my cock down her throat. After about 10 minutes if this I got her to lay down. Neither of us minded the resulting mess, and I only later realised that not everyone has such a attitude to the aftermath of sexual intercourse.But tonight was different, as she removed her skirt and lay with her arms above her head, she looked to me like a Goddess, and I wanted her. I wanted to possess her, penetrate her, make her mine and mine only. Thus inflamed I approached her, knelt between her on the bed, and placed my hands on her knees. She was looking right at me, hips squirming and. It never mattered once we weredrunk, but their fragile male egos were hard to navigate before that.Extra wardrobes were brought to my room to hold everything. Eachboyfriend wanted me in their special outfit. And as things progressed,makeup and perfumes were male-specific. I was not the only one acting.Each Mexican roommate used imagination to have me their girl on datenights.I ended up cross-referencing my clothes, lingerie, cosmetics, heels, andhairstyle with my boyfriend calendar. It even got.