Dianna looks back to find Sarah

As she stops to admire the asian kabob infront of her she looks around for Sarah, trying to find her in the sea of flesh around her but she just cant make her out.

"Sarah!" She cries out as she begins to push her way back, but people have been moving, new acts of hedonism have replaced old, or old acts have grown as more have joined.

A thousand sights and delights that she would love to stop, and see, and partake of. After she finds her friend, her companion.

"Where the fuck are you Sarah?!" She yells out in frustration. Pushing past a man stroking his cock over a woman on her knees. She was squeezing her large nipples on her obvious implants to make them into a target, well done implants but they sat just a little too round. Dianna wanted to bury her face in them...

A man placed his hands on her hips and began to grind against her. She felt the intrusion of his erection between her ass cheeks but pushed his hands away and continued searching through the crowd.

Another couple pushed past her, a blond in a mesh shirt and leather pants. Her tear drop breasts swaying with each sauntering step as she guided a man around by his cock firmly in her grasp.