The Wedding Party (3)
The contest evolves from blow-jobs to sex, with the bridesmaids joining the fun.
The night air was thick with heat, the scent of salt, sweat, and something even more intoxicating, anticipation. Every breath, every glance, every heartbeat was laced with the undeniable hunger that had gripped all of us. This had gone far beyond a simple game, beyond a challenge. This was something else. Rachel, ever the composed one, sat cross-legged on a lounge chair, her sharp grey eyes scanning us like a queen overse...