Sunday Evening Game VI

"Dare," Yuta said.

"Cum on Ayumi's breasts while she pushes them together. Show it off," Kyoko dare.

Ayumi's eyes widened for a moment, but then a thrill surged through her. "Fuck, yeah," she said with a shaky laugh. She knelt up straighter and cupped her breasts with both hands. Her fingers pressed into the soft flesh, pushing them together tight. The skin bunched, and her nipples jutted out, hard and pink against her palms. "Do it, Yuta," she urged.

Mika let out a sharp whistle and clapped her hands once. "Oh, damn, Ayumi's all in," she said. Her tone dripped with glee, and she leaned back on her elbows. Her shaved pussy still gleamed from Yuta's earlier work. "Paint her good, Yuta. Let's see that load."