Taboo Runs Wild
She didn’t hesitate—she spread her legs over him, pulled her panties aside, and started bouncing like her pussy belonged to the whole room.
I couldn’t look. I had to look. My legs pressed tight together, trembling, my chest heaving as wetness pooled between my thighs.
Then the dares got worse.
“Show us your tits!” one of the guys shouted, and the girl giggled, pulling her top down. Her nipples were hard and pink, and before I could even process it, Damien was leaning forward, latching onto her chest like he owned her. He sucked her nipple rough and shameless, his hand squeezing her breast, his tongue flicking until she moaned loud enough to drown out the music.