Thwiiing. Thwiiing, thwiiing. Dana’s phone alerted her to three more incoming messages. Tapping and flicking, she popped into WhatsApp to read the latest from her besties, who were on Spring Break in Daytona Beach. Freezing ur fukkin ass off yet girl? Londa included various laugh and smile emojis. Wish you were here! Ana’s message was accompanied by a thumbnail of a pale and dark body showing lots of skin. Dana tapped on...

“I do feel myself slipping,” Russ laughed as he pulled his tongue back from being sucked into Dana’s mouth. Her hand gripping his wrist made him aware that he had slid his hand up to her breast as their make-out session intensified. “Speaking of slipping…” Russ grabbed the waistband of Dana’s leggings, looking into her face for a signal. Her eyes said to go ahead. “We should slip these off, you know, to make sure they dry...