Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Steamy Stories
She tried to sit back but Dora only grinned at the crowd, then turned back to her.
“Sorry, babe” Dora whispered, her voice low but teasing.
“They’re not going to let us off that easy.”
Before Lena could try to stop her or even as much as react, Dora’s hands slid up her sides, fingers brushing under the hem of her top until they closed over her breasts.
Lena gasped.
The crowd roared.
Dora squeezed, her thumbs flicking over Lena’s nipples through the thin fabric. “Mmm,” she teased, loud enough for the circle to hear.