Summary: It was a crazy game of truth or dare. Bianca didn’t mean to moan, but when Crystal’s tongue found her soaked pússy and her fingers pinned her down, silence wasn’t an option.
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When Crystal asked me if I wanted to play truth or dare, I almost laughed. It felt childish. We were nearly nineteen now, not thirteen at a sleepover.
I raised an eyebrow at her. “Really?”
She crawled to the corner of the bed and perched on her knees, pouting. “So? Do you want to play or not?”
I set my pencil down, closing my notebook as I stared at her. “This feels a little random.”
“Come on,” she said, widening her eyes and giving me a mock puppy-dog face. “It’ll be fun. I promise.”
I sighed and looked up at the ceiling like I was actually weighing my options. But her eyes were locked on me, waiti
