Suddenly, a pair of arms snaked around my waist, and I felt the warmth of Priya's breasts press against my back. She had moved silently in the shadows, and her presence was like a brand on my skin, setting every nerve ending alight. Her nipples were rock-hard, digging into me as she hugged me tightly, her breath hot and fast against my neck. I groaned, the pressure building within me as she whispered sweet nothings in my ear.
Her hands slid down to grip Anu's hips, guiding me deeper with every thrust. The sensation was overwhelming, a symphony of cold and heat, spirit and flesh. Anu's moans grew louder, and I could feel her body begin to shake, the tremors echoing through the room. Priya's own hand had found its way between her legs, and the sound of her wetness was a constant reminder of the passionate dance we were all engaged in.
