Yeah, find somewhere

The brunette looked uncertain, her gaze darting around the chaotic room, as if searching for an escape route. Your words hung in the air like a promise, or a threat, and for a moment, she didn't respond. Then, with a quiet determination, she nodded, her brunette hair bobbing with the movement. She slowly uncoiled her slender legs, revealing a patchwork of bruises and scratches on her knees. You winced in sympathy, feeling a surge of anger towards the stranger who had hurt her. The brunette's hands trembled as she pushed herself to her feet, the discarded t-shirt clinging to her curves like a second skin.

You gently offered the brunette your hand, and she took it, her slender fingers intertwining with yours as you helped her steady herself. Her touch sent a spark of electricity through your body, but you pushed the sensation aside, focusing on the task at hand. Together, you navigated through the crowded room, pushing past bodies and excusing yourselves as you made your way towards the door. The sounds of music and laughter grew fainter as you stepped out of the room, nd you felt a sense of relief wash over you. You led the brunette to a small, room at the end of the hall, the door creaking softly as you pushed it open.

As you pushed open the door, a faint moan drifted out, and you exchanged a hesitant glance with the brunette. You had expected the room to be empty, but it seemed you were not alone. The brunette's grip on your hand tightened, and you could feel a tremble run through her body. You stepped inside, trying to move quietly, and the brunette followed closely behind. The room was small, with a single bed in the center, and on it, a woman riding a huge cock, her hips piston-pumping in a rhythmic motion, her tits flailing on her chest with the motion. Her eyes were closed, and her head was thrown back, a look of ecstasy etched on her face. The man she was riding turned snd smiled at you.

As the two entered the room, the woman on the bed moaned with pleasure, her body rearing up as she plunged down onto the man's hard length, riding him in slow, deep thrusts. Her cries grew louder, drowning out the sounds of music and laughter that had drifted in from outside. The brunette gasped, her eyes wide as she took in the sight before her.

The man grinned, a wicked gleam in his eye. He flicked his gaze between you and the brunette, his eyes dancing with amusement. "Hey, there!" he called out, "Come join us!"

You felt a surge of embarrassment and discomfort at the man's suggestion, and you quickly pulled the brunette's hand out of the room, trying to escape the awkward situation. As you turned to leave, the woman on the bed cried out in ecstasy, her body shuddering with pleasure, and the man's laughter followed you out of the room. You could feel the brunette's eyes on you, and you knew she was watching you, wondering what you would do next. You didn't dare look back, fearing what you might see. You hastened your pace, the sound of the woman's moans and the man's laughter growing fainter as you put distance between yourselves and the occupied room.

You hastily scanned the hallway, **** to escape the compromising scene and the uncomfortable feelings it had stirred up. The brunette's grip on your hand remained firm, her eyes fixed on you with a mix of confusion and concern. You spotted a door nearby, partially ajar, and gently pulled her towards it. You pushed the door open slowly, hoping to find an empty space where you could collect your thoughts. In the center was a bed, an empty one this time, you lead the Brunette to it and sit down.

As you sat down on the bed, the brunette followed your movement, her eyes never leaving yours. For a moment, you just stared at each other, the tension between you palpable. Then, without warning, she leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a soft, tentative kiss. You felt a jolt of surprise, but your body responded instinctively, your lips parting to deepen the kiss. Her tongue danced across yours, sending shivers down your spine. The world around you melted away, leaving only the two of you, lost in the moment. The sounds of the party, the laughter, the music, all faded into the background as you got lost in the taste of her lips.