Navel, and then up...

Smirking at the barely clad brunette below him, Damon started to lean towards Julie's navel, her breathing heavy as she took in all of the male attention, struggling not to bite into the lemon in her mouth. He stopped as his lips were just about to taste her, his hands moving to her skirt to pull it down just a little bit, undoing the button at the top. Julie gasped, and Damon tugged it down just a bit. "A little more sugar, please." He teased, making as if to yank the skirt off entirely - Julie had on leg bent up which would have made it more difficult - but soon, her body was ready to be tasted, in more ways then one judging by the view up her legs...

Still, Damon focused on his action, and Julie shuddered as his lips finally tasted her skin. She was sweaty, nervous, and felt overheated as he started to make his way up her bare stomach; her tongue teased her belly button, and she shivered at the feeling. She was also reminded of her hands being held above her head, and imagined being tied up for real, not able to resist as she was teased and tormented beyond belief...but surely they'd let her go if she asked, right? She pulled again on her wrists, and felt a push back as she was held in place.

Damon's head was near her breasts now, the knot having already been undone to make way for the line of vodka. His hands pushed the side of her blouse open, and Julie breathed in as his hands still obscured her breasts. Still her cleavage was considerable, and she had to keep from crying out as his lips found her collarbone; her teeth were in the lemon, and she'd bite right through it if he-

And then he kissed her lips, and she eagerly returned the kiss as he took the lemon from her, other guys watching eagerly as Damon fondled Julie's ample tits through the blouse. Julie leaned up as he pulled away, moaning out as her body started to overheat, forgetting where she was, about how many guys were watching her with her blouse untied, her skirt mostly undone, and her hands still being pinned above her head. If they wanted to have their way with her, she wondered if she'd stop them.

Speaking of someone having their way...