Becca moans as Ali kisses her neck. The alcohol and situation was loosening her up. Still lingering on the closeness from time in Ali's room, Becca found herself pressing her hips into Ali as she wrapped her arms around her back while being licked on her sensitive neck. Becca knew what she wanted, and she wanted it right now.<br/><br/>Looking Ali up and down as they parted, Becca takes another drink from the tequila and lets it warm her tummy and mind. Licking her lips as she looks from British blonde to Colombian chocolate to fiery Australian, Becca realises she is in full on lust. She wants intimacy and she wants it now. The thought of pleasing any or all of these sexy women who were her older and more experienced harem mates was making her hot and itch between her legs.<br/><br/>Becca comes close to Ali and desperately grips her arm. "Xavi may not understand. You may not understand. But I need to be used right now. I need to feel hands roughly grip my hair as my face is ridden." and then leans in drunkenly for a dizzy sloppy kiss.