Twelve
Inside the house it looked like something out of a rap video. Pulsing music blared from speakers set in the four corners of the room. p**n played on the flat screen mounted on the wall. The scene on display mirrored the scene in reality; an orgy.
There were near n***d and fully n***d girls prancing around the room, huddled in corners, or splayed across furniture. Some appeared to wait patiently in a queue like they would for a ride at an amusement park, only the ride was a guy’s d**k. Other girls took to the floor or up against a wall and rode each other.
No act looked sacred, and no one appeared exclusive. I watched one girl slide off one guy’s d**k and back her a*s onto another guy’s c**k.
I watched a guy pull his d**k out of the a*s of one girl and put it into the mouth of an
