Sunday Evening Game IV

The continued and the bottle clattered to a stop with its neck aimed at Yuta.

"Dare," he said.

Kyoko grinned wide with her teeth bared. She leaned forward on her knees, and her full breasts swayed slightly. "Eat Mika's pussy and make her cum," she said.

Yuta's breath caught in his throat. His chest tightened, and his hands flexed at his sides. "Uh, okay," he muttered, barely audible. He glanced at Ayumi, but her steady gaze pushed him on. Mika's eyes lit up with a sharp, eager spark. She shifted and spread her legs wide. Her bare pussy showed pink and slick between her thighs as she leaned back on her elbows. The carpet prickled her skin, and her pert breasts rose with each quick breath.

"Come on, Yuta, don't leave me waiting," Mika said. Her voice teased with a playful lilt, and she tilted her hips up slightly. "Show me what you've got."