7 Lives Xposed - Episode 11

Allie stands at the head of the table and lists her rules, but every face around her already thinks of another plan. Her lover reaches under the tablecloth and finds her thigh. Fingers slide higher. Someone else peels off his shirt and tosses it toward the fire. Allie pauses, mouth half open, the next word forgotten. She feels her lover’s thumb trace the edge of her underwear, then press in. The fabric is already wet. Another man steps behind her, palms sliding up her sides, thumbs brushing the sides of her breasts. She tries to finish the sentence. The word stalls. She bites her lip instead. The shirtless man drops his pants. His cock hangs heavy, half-hard, swaying as he crosses the room. Allie’s chair creaks when she spreads her legs wider, giving her lover more room. Two fingers push the lace aside and slip inside her. She gasps, low, almost a growl. The man behind her cups both breasts now, pinching her nipples through the thin silk until they stand tight. Voices argue over small things—no one hears them. Allie’s hips roll once, then again. Her lover curls his fingers and finds the spot that makes her eyelids flutter. She forgets the meeting entirely. Someone laughs. Someone moans. The tension snaps like a wire pulled too tight, and every breath in the room turns into foreplay.