DOUBLE MATES (PART TWO)

We kept hearing loud moans, and most people were making out in the open because it was in the evening and it was very dark.

They should be part of the reason. We were both triggered by it to make out in the open. You can’t come to a place like this and not get horny; it was impossible.

They filled this area with lesbians, gays, and all kinds of genders making out at the slut house, which is also why this place is called The House of Whores.

He pushed me to a dark corner while kissing me, left one of my legs to rest on his waist, licked my neck, moaning and roaming his hands all over my body. Anytime from now, he could devour me.

I was afraid to speak and make a sound. I didn’t want this to end; I didn’t want him to realise what he was doing, and he was just so damn good, and I loved it.

His scent and his warm body were getting to me.

He ripped off my upper red gown, and my white, firm, bouncing breasts popped out. He went over to it and sucked it lavishly, greedily, and he began