Leaving not so easy

The music gets louder, as the audience around them stop chanting, and begin stripping one another. "Yeah let's go" says Bryce, grabbing Cortney 's hand. They try and make their way to the exit, but their heads are getting fuzzy , making it hard to focus. The aroma is getting stronger, while the people on stage start stripping the four they chose.

"Shit.....Cortney you still with me?" Bryce asks. "Yeah...but...focus...it's hard" she reply's, obviously being affected by the aroma more then him at the moment.

Around them , whimpers and moans can be heard, while on stage. The four are also moaning, as the four in costume fuck them good.

"We're almost their....just need to hold on a little........longer" says Bryce as his vision blurs for a moment. He feels his penis erect for no reason, creating a bulge in his jeans. Bryce reaches the door with Cortney, but before he can open it . Cortney starts rubbing on him, taken by the aroma once more. "Mmmmm...." is all that's heard from her. "Cortney...we need.......need oh...to...leave" says Bryce, as her hand slips into his jeans.