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Spanish music played from hidden speakers and the sultry rhythm made every inch of Bonnie mellow. The good food and drink combined with plenty more margaritas and laughter made it seem perfectly natural when Juan asked if she’d ever done a body shot.
“I haven’t,” Bonnie confessed. “But it looks fun on TV.”
“Oh, it is,” he assured.
With a clap, Juan had discreet servants clearing the table, then their host held out his hands.
Bonnie rose, allowing Juan to help her awkwardly onto the table. After more laughing, she finally managed to recline.
“Her top has to go,” Heather complained. We can’t do proper shots off of her if those gorgeous titties aren’t available for holding the salt.
“My wife raises an excellent point,” Dominic said. “Bonnie, do you mind?”
She giggled, suddenly a little shy to find herself the center of attention. “I-I suppose that’d be all right.”
“Let me help.” Heather stepped around to the table’s head. Her fingers were soft against Bonnie’s neck as she untied the bikini’s halter. Once the fabric was removed, she crouched to slip her hands where Bonnie’s top had once been. “Mmm… These will do nicely.”
The erotic jolt stemming from being on display was heady and exhilarating and maybe even a little intimidating. She was new to this world, and didn’t want to disappoint.
With her pussy throbbing, she wriggled her hips, giving her thighs a tight squeeze.
“Heather, you’re so selfish,” Talia complained. “I want a turn.”
“By all means…” Heather stepped aside.
Bonnie gasped when Talia not only palmed her breasts, but in the process, dipped her own pendulous rack low over Bonnie’s face. Bonnie’s pulse raced and cunt hummed. She couldn’t stop herself from stealing a quick suckle.
“Hey…” Talia laughingly protested. “Keep your hands and mouth to yourself. You’re only here as a serving vessel.”
“How’s that fair?” Bonnie complained.
“Oh—give us a few minutes and I don’t think you’ll be complaining.” Dominic’s take-charge tone and demeanor flooded Bonnie with achy awareness. She wasn’t sure she liked this game—not because it wasn’t fun, but because getting down to business was taking too long!