Spend Some Time

Victoria walked into the parlor aching for touch, skin already tingling. Four women wait behind a velvet curtain—long limbs, sharp smiles. They undress her slow at first, then faster, fingertips dragging lace away until she stands bare. Hands reach everywhere at once. A mouth finds her breast, another slips between her thighs, tongues circling, teasing her open. Two fingers push inside while a tongue flicks her clit. Victoria gasps, hips rocking, surrendering to it all. One girl locks her wrists above her head; another spreads her wider. They take turns sucking, licking, biting her nipples, tasting the slick heat between her legs until her voice breaks. Two slip on leather gloves, sliding four slender fingers in deep, stretching her until she arches off the table. Another girl lowers herself over Victoria’s mouth, letting her taste pussy while she herself comes. Sweat, moans, the smell of sex thick in the air. Each climax rolls harder than the last, wet and loud and perfect.