<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.nayaphotos.com/albums/userpics/10001/normal_005~144.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name: </strong> Carmen Vega<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br/><strong>Major:</strong> Business<br/><strong>Age:</strong> whatever you want her to be<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi with Lesbian leanings<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Drunk, Ornery<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Getting a little tingle...<br/><strong>Tag:</strong> Brad, Shane<br/><strong><em>[OPEN]</em></strong><br/>[/color]</span><br/><hr/><br/>Here's the thing about Carmen... it had been a long,<em>long</em>while since she'd sampled some penis. The last time she had, it was alright. Not exactly Earth-shattering amazing orgasmic rollercoaster but he put in a good effort. It wasn't his fault, really. Carmen just had more of a thing for women than men. So, when this co-ed she'd kissed solely to get the taste of cheap beer out of her mouth grabbed her by the waist and kissed her back so damn good that a little tingle began to spread deep in her belly...... I'm sure you get the picture. Her body started out stiff with surprise, having not expected the return, but as his tongue slid over hers, his hot breath tickling her sumptuous lips, she started to melt in against him.<br/><br/><em>Dios mio!</em>this was fucking hot! She had to give it to the dude, even if she couldn't shake the thought that he could devour her head whole in that ginormous mouth of his, he was a fucking artist at kissing. Whoever he'd practiced with... brava!<br/><br/>Her hands finally thawed from their frozen posture as they moved against Shane's tables, Carmen walking backwards until he had her ass effectively pinned against the spot where Shane had vacated from at some point. She slid palms up his arms, drinking in the rock-hard feel of his muscles as they moved and flexed under his skin. His hips pressed up against her pelvis sent her stomach into backflips. Holy fuck... she thought. Maybe it was the ample lubrication of Mr. Vodka talking, but he was getting her so fucking horny just kissing her like this. And he didn't even have tits!!! Could Carmen actually be becoming cured?! Nah. Not in the least. Sorry, Mama. There would be no bringing a nice boy home to meet mama.... unless it was to fuck his brains out in her bed out of spite. Maybe this one would be up for that...<br/><br/><strong>"FUCK! Works for me, too, bebe."</strong>she breathed against his mouth.<br/><br/>Her fingers slid up over his shoulders and traced along the sides of his throat, wrapping around the back of his neck to snake up into his hair as she bit, sucked, and pulled at his lips, moaning softly into his mouth. The music around them was loud and chaotic, especially with her ass rubbing up against the controls. Boy, Shane would be HOT if she saw them fucking up her tables. A devious idea unfurled in her brain and she pulled away from the kiss, looking into his face. Her eyes bore into him as though she were trying to figure something out. The devious idea slowly transformed into a devilish curl of swollen, lipstick-smeared lips. Oh... oh yes.... this  could be fan-fucking-tastic.<br/><br/>With a soft grin, Carmen rubbed her lower body against the top of his thigh and kissed up along his jawline until she could loose a slow, deep moan in his ear. Holding the back of his neck with one manicured hand and using the other to grab the front of his shirt and try to pull him closer against her, Carmen chuckled before whispering.<strong>"So... just how adventurous are you? I don't do boring..."</strong>she reached her tongue out to flick his earlobe before adding,<strong>"Cause I have a damn hot idea on how to spice things up."</strong><br/><br/>Pulling away again, she released her hold on him--tenuous as it was-- and grinned up at him, biting her lower lip. A devilish glint danced in her brown eyes as she stared up at him, then slowly turned around to face the tables. Looking over her shoulder, she slid her hands to the edge of her skirt and hiked it up, just enough to expose the bottoms of her ass cheeks before laying her hands on the controls in front of her.<strong>"If you're up for a little mischief, that is, Papi"</strong>Oh snap, Shane would lose her effing shit if she saw this shit. The idea amused Carmen beyond understanding.