<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Olivia_sexy.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18/Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Alchemy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Library After Midnight<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Lakresha, Angel, Allison, Suzanne, Library Group, open<hr/><br/>Olivia was suddenly confronted with the realization that she wasn't going be an effective dispassionate observer in this case. Mostly because her body was being attacked from three different quarters by four different women. Suzanne was behind her doing things with her neck that was already giving her the shivers. Allison had her head perched on Olivia's shoulders struggling against some kind of imaginary restraints and inviting her to experiment as she pleased. Angel was busy hitching up her nightgown to the point where the noble gases were passing over the white cotton panties below (and wasn't that an irony - unreactive gases traversing over a region that was anything but inert, and increasingly marked by liquid.) And once the nightgown was high enough, Angel and Lakresha focused on removing that last white band; kissing, tugging, and nibbling them down in a manner that made Olivia wonder if they intended to maneuver their mouths over it to the prize or just chew right through.<br/><br/>The scientist was also learning that though she may not have been affected by the magic obviously influencing the four women around her and the three beyond who seemed content to exercise their augmented libido amongst themselves, there were other powerful aphrodisiacs at play - namely the physical and emotional consequences of being intensely desired by four attractive women. Because although she wasn't quite sure how to go about this, being inexperienced with any woman in the singular, let alone women in the plural, her body was more than willing to give her a few ideas, which amounted to dropping the pen and paper she was so recently intent on writing notes with, moaning and cooing, making pleas to a God which she claimed not to believe in under normal circumstances, and squirming about in a fashion conducive to completing the already half-accomplished task of getting out of her nightclothes.<br/><br/>By now with Angela and Lakresha orally exploring the region between her thighs had brought Olviia's knees to a level of instability that required her to move to a seated position, lying prone probably coming in the near future. Her lower half thus occupied, she made clumsy attempts with the upper half, mostly arms and hands, to guide Allison and Suzanne down with her, though what little left of her brain disposed to cold analytical thinking had pretty much concluded that they would probably follow without too much encouragement. As her own sexual excitation increased with each stroke of a tongue down below, she moved to engage in the exploration that Allison had invited, one trembling hand doing its best to fumble its way under her t-shirt lurching its way up to find the soft flesh of her breasts and to experience their contours before taking the left nipple between thumb and forefinger and working to gently massage. In the meanwhile, somehow she managed to tip her neck back a bit to make eye contact with Suzanne, desire as clearly visible in her eyes as it was in any of the others' in the room.