Fashionistas Safado, Scene #12

Bodies everywhere. They fuck on the runway, up against the bar, piled on the stage like they paid for the privilege. Sintia Stone crawls the whole length of that shiny black strip toward Nacho Vidal, knees and palms smacking the vinyl. Cum-slick palms leave ghost prints behind her. She keeps her chin up, eyes locked on his. When she reaches him she takes him in her mouth without asking. One clean swallow and he groans. Beside them a stranger pins a girl face-down over a speaker, his hips slapping loud and wet. Across the way a man has his cock buried so deep between another woman's tits that you can barely see the head when he thrusts. The whole club smells like sweat, lube, and cum.