The hostess trailed kisses down my neck, biting lightly before sliding her hand under the band of my panties. Her fingers brushed my clit, just enough to make me whimper. She grinned wickedly and did it again, slower this time, circling until my hips jerked forward in need.
Another man moved behind me, his chest hot against my bare back. His palms spread across my waist, then down to my hips, gripping me firmly as if he owned me. He leaned in, lips grazing my ear. “God, you’re perfect,” he murmured before spanking my ass hard enough to echo.
I moaned, biting my lip, my body trembling as hands explored everywhere at once, my breasts squeezed, my ass slapped, my clit teased in maddening circles.
Someone else dropped to their knees in front of me before I knew it, his mouth was on me throu
