Body shots becoming something else...

Damon had finished his shot, but he was still fondling Julie's tits, squeezing and pinching her nipples painfully, her transparent blouse getting worked even more. She hardly noticed as her wrists were released for a moment, but it was only because the guy holding her down wanted his turn. Another lemon wedge was pushed into her mouth, and her legs were pulled taut, the brunette's skirt dangerously low on her navel now as the vodka was trailed obscenely down the middle of her body. The sugar was put down her collarbone, between her tits, and a curly red haired guy she didn't know stick his mouth down her cleavage. So many things were happening at once, and as she felt his lips trailing down her navel towards her skirt, her blouse was pulled fully open, showing her tits to the entire bar, which drew even more cheers.

She tried to struggle against the hands holding her, but to the onlookers it only looked like the half naked brunette was writhing due to the mouth and hands on her.

Another set of lips on hers, pulling the lemon out, and Julie struggled to breathe as she tried to sit up; the tension in the air and her growing arousal meant she needed to get out, to think-

"I'm next." Jason, the host of the party, looming over her. "But she's not quite ready for the real fun, don't you think boys?"

He only grinned, watching as two more guys moved towards her, and Julie only moaned as her blouse was pulled up her arms and off, followed by the sight of her tiny little skirt being tugged down her legs and tossed across the room, and she could only see the lust in his eyes as he spoke; there were so many guys here...

"Spread her open."