69 Dripping Fantasies
She moaned softly as the girl beneath her squeezed her tits hard, pinching her nipples through her top.
“Yeah, we’re about to do shots,” the guy added.
This was exactly the kind of filthy chaos I secretly craved tonight. I sat down without a word. A moment later, a loud moan drew my eyes to the left. Another girl was straddling a guy, his hand clearly buried between her legs, fingers pumping into her soaked pussy.
“Yes… ah… fuck, yes…” she whimpered, riding his fingers shamelessly. I was close enough to hear every wet, squelching sound over the music.