Jon passed out with his arms around our shoulders; his hand bounced, brushing against my tit as we walked him inside. I know it was not much, not inte...tional on his part, but still I felt a little excited by it. We got him inside, sat him on the couch. “He is too drunk to drive you home,” she said. Then she asked, “Is it all right if you spend the night here?” “Okay. Where do you want me to sleep?” I asked. “Well, since Jon’s going to be on the couch for a while,” she said, “we have a king-size. "Leave the party and don't tell anyone what happened here or else." Walking back to the bathroom door, Mason knocked. "It's okay to come out, it's safe now. He's gone," he said in a soothing voice. Mikki burst out of the bathroom and ran in to his arms sobbing and shaking violently practically tackling him on the floor near the foot of his bed. She pressed her petite body in to his. Seeking the comfort and protection only his large frame could provide. After a while, he noticed that Mikki. I licked her pussy first gently and then roughly, returned back the favor what she did with me. Chewing her pussy lips hard and dipping my tongue as deeper as I could. Opposite to me, she didn’t resist me a bit. She kept on moaning and encouraging me a lot, and apart from me, she took half time for an orgasm.We lay on each other cuddling, kissing and licking each other. Then we skipped the annual function and went straight to her hostel room which was the same as mine. And we spend the whole. I mean, sure, she was sleepingwith her best friend's boyfriend -- a man who I'm now afraid may be thefather of this unborn child, since it seems like Alana was far moresexually active with him than with her own boyfriend -- and she didn'tappear to have much of a post-college career lined up, but I mean, I wasa total mess.But I wasn't pregnant.I slowly opened my eyes and looked down at my stomach. I'd put on acouple pounds in my short time as Alana, but I certainly wasn't anywherenear showing.