Center of Attention

I stood in the middle of the living room, glass of wine in hand, and surveyed the scene. Bodies writhed all around me, like an erotic tangle of limbs and skin. Moans and cries filled the air, punctuated by sharp slaps and the wet sounds of bodies coming together. It was a hedonistic tableau, a feast for the senses.

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