<a class="link link--internal" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fblackdahliaroleplaying.com%2Findex.php%3Fthreads%2Flamda-epsilon-sigma-sorority-ooc.5557%2Fpage-2%23post-84073&amp;hash=11405a6647f69be9dbf0128435d3b49a" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/index.php?threads/lamda-epsilon-sigma-sorority-ooc.5557/page-2#post-84073">Sylvia De Luca</a>-<b>Living Room</b><br/><br/>Before she even heard the word 'go', Sylvia had let her hands playfully explore the curvy pledge's body beneath her, only to lean forward enough so as to let one hand press against the ground beneath them for balance, the other slipping under the cup of Mary's bra. Her forefinger and thumb pinched the tender bud she found beneath, rolling her digits back and forth in an all-too-taunting manner. "You can do this," she offered softly in Mary's direction. And in that instant, a much louder direction came from the other end of the room; 'go'.<br/><br/>Mary's head seemed to do most of the work at first, and though the initial upward thrust drew a cry of pleasure from Sylvia's lips, it became quickly apparent that just the toy wouldn't do the trick. The pledge's movements felt nice, but it was abundantly clear that she'd not done something like this before, and the senior rocked back, adjusting the angle of penetration slightly and allowing her hand to slide down to her clit. A contented moan escaped her lips, followed closely by "yesss... right there, sweetie."<br/><br/>She heard Lexi declare herself the winner, and Juli wasn't far behind, and Sylvia, though close, was wondering if they would be last. It wasn't incredibly long, though, until she felt her walls clenching around that toy, knees slipping slightly and spreading further, pushing down against Mary. She whimpered softly as her juices coated and soaked through the toy, and for a few seconds, she was in complete ecstasy, forgetting about the competition. As she came to, she looked over and discovered she was in the latter portion of the competition. But she was not last.<br/><br/><br/>---<br/><br/><br/><a class="link link--internal" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fblackdahliaroleplaying.com%2Findex.php%3Fthreads%2Flamda-epsilon-sigma-sorority-ooc.5557%2Fpage-2%23post-84074&amp;hash=09348194a7a5f95f55f75469ed5628f6" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/index.php?threads/lamda-epsilon-sigma-sorority-ooc.5557/page-2#post-84074">Olivia Ashley</a>-<b>Dining Hall - Living Room</b><br/><br/>As she laid down and assumed her position, Olivia considered starting early to see what the punishment might be, but decided that, rather than risk ruining Jessie's day, she would behave... though the outfit the brunette wore didn't make it easy to do so. Part of her wanted to admire the way that corset accentuated her breasts, but she was perfectly content drooling as she lingered, waiting for a sign that she could put the toy strapped to her face to work and wishing that it wasn't there in the first place.<br/><br/>Before she was given the approval to act, however, the sensation of what was undoubtedly this woman's finger teasing her from atop  her panties took over, and Livvie bit gently against the toy in her mouth, shushing a moan as her leg muscles tensed slightly. The word go faintly lingered in her ears, and the blonde thrust her head upward to meet Jessie's downward motion. It seemed Jessie was enjoying doing a good portion of the work, all the while teasing Olivia, but the pledge was eager to do more, and rocked her head back and forth, causing motions of the toy in and out, as well as to different angles while inside, and it didn't take long for Olivia to realize something.<br/><br/>Those subtle flavors soaking through the toy into her mouth prompted a soft moan, the corners of Olivia's lips curling into a devilish grin as the understanding of this toy's special properties sunk in. The thought alone urged her to work harder, though Jessie's moans were a delight to her ears. This was something she could definitely get used to.