My Killer Girlfriend - Part 4

Katrina Jade and Aaron showed up and everyone snorted when psycho-killer Carmen mumbled about the missing bodies. Sure, why not, play a stupid game. Never Have I Ever hit the table. Turns out both Joanna’s and Katrina’s boyfriends had already joined group sex. That chilled water, perfect pH or not, stopped tasting so innocent real fast. Glances heated. Clothes dropped. Hands started tasting skin. The living room turned into a tangle of gasping mouths and grinding bodies. Curiosity burned quicker than fear. They fucked like they knew the door might open any second. Sweat, heat, laughter cut with moans. Someone lost a tooth, someone found a rope. When the lights finally hit them, the pile looked half-dead and fully spent, yet the final count still hung in the air—who walked out breathing?