Adelaide
The lady had stopped kissing me; she helped me out of my dress. One of the men helped me undo my innerwear until I was naked in front of everyone. I didn't notice until the cold air caressed my skin. My cheeks burned in embarrassment until I looked up at Ophelia.
She was sitting across from the small group, staring at me with desire in her eyes, a wide smile on her face. "Look how beautiful you are, Adelaide…" she whispered.
That was all it took to kill whatever last bit of hesitation I had. Someone chugged a mug of that strong drink down my throat; as it trickled down my lips and cheeks, another was lapping it up. Yet my eyes never left hers.
They didn't leave hers when one of the men crouched in front of me and put my leg over his shoulder, his mouth latching onto my p***y.
