Yes

Dan went first, his eyes locked on Payton's as he began to sway his hips to the beat of the music. He knew she was watching, knew she was feeling the same hunger that was building in him. His hands moved to the waistband of his boxer briefs, sliding them down his thighs to reveal his erect cock. It bobbed slightly with every move he made, the veins pulsing with desire. He watched Payton's eyes widen, her cheeks flushing a deep red.

When it was her turn, Payton felt a mix of nerves and excitement. She had never been one for public displays, but the thrill of the moment had her moving almost instinctively. She began to sway her hips, her eyes never leaving Dan's as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra. The fabric fell away, her breasts bouncing free, her nipples peaked and begging for attention.

At 5'2", Payton had always felt a bit self-conscious about her 34F breasts, but as she watched Dan's eyes widen and his cock throb in response, she felt anything but. They were her best feature, and she knew how to use them. She let the bra fall to the floor, cupping her breasts in her hands, her thumbs teasing her sensitive nipples as she danced closer to him.

Kylie clapped her hands, the sound echoing through the room. "Very nice," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Now, let's see that thong come off."

Payton felt her heart race as she hooked her fingers into the side of the lacy thong, sliding it down her legs and stepping out of it. She was completely bare, her pussy slick and swollen with desire. She knew Kylie was watching, and the thrill of it all had her more turned on than she had ever been in her life.

Dan's eyes followed the movement, his cock throbbing something that Kylie didn't miss. She smirked at her husband, her eyes filled with a knowing glint. "Looks like someone's ready for more," she said, her voice a purr that seemed to resonate through Payton's entire body.

The air grew thick with desire as the music grew louder, the beat pulsing in time with their racing hearts. Payton couldn't tear her gaze away from Dan's erection, the memory of his thickness stretching her, filling her, making her ache for more. Kylie watched them, her eyes hooded with lust.

"On your knees," she instructed, her voice firm yet playful. "Both of you."

Payton felt a thrill run through her as she sank to the plush carpet, her eyes never leaving Dan's. He followed suit, his cock standing tall and proud as he knelt before Kylie. The power dynamic was clear, and she found herself craving Kylie's command more than she ever thought possible.

"Now, Dan," Kylie began, her voice like a siren's call. "You can touch Payton, but only if it's to make her feel good. And Payton," she turned her gaze to her, "you can touch Dan, but only if it's to make him feel good. Understood?"

Payton nodded, her eyes never leaving Kylie's as she felt Dan's hand tentatively touch her shoulder. "Yes," she murmured, the word barely audible over the music.