Dirty sexy obsession
Most not.
At a corner two women were on a wide seat. One lay on her back, legs open. The other was between her thighs, mouth on her breast, sucking hard while her fingers rubbed tight circles on the woman’s clit. The one underneath kept making these soft, desperate sounds, hips lifting every time the fingers moved.
A sex party.
I turned to Ethan, shocked.
“I wanted to spice things up, babe,” he said, like it was nothing.
I shook my head.
“You don’t have to do all this, Ethan. I think we should go.”