"Oh, tell me more" The Latina seductively answered her British peer. She stood up and walked away from the fuck fest that was going on merrily in the living room. She enjoyed Xavi's instructions, and adored her friend lusting after her, but her mind was set on somewhere else. It was early in the morning, but who gives a fuck? She walked over to the kitchen counter, which was only a few steps away from the girl laying on her back. Larissa reached over the kitchen counter and whipped out a bottle of tequila, her fingers easily recognizing the shape of the bottle without looking at it.<br/><br/>She gently sat down, her two fat thighs flanking Ali's head from two sides and her wet pussy pushed so that it barely touched the girl's nose. She moaned loudly, her voice echoed across the mansion before she uncorked the bottle expertly and started drinking. Slowly, the young Latina raised her elbow up, forcing more of the toxic liquid down her throat. She loosened her bottom lip, now some of the drink moved down the girl's body across and around the massive breasts and down her thighs, luckily avoiding her sensitive regions. When she achieved the adequate wetness on her chest, waist and thighs, she pulled the bottle down and locked eyes at the girl beneath her. "Mi Amor, I'm all yours".