Mona's Party Experiment
A woman is dared to masturbate at a party...and things get out of hand
Party Girl, I can’t tell you how much I miss gazing upon your naked body . Could we maybe make it a weekly thing? Say, I come around to the clump of palms beneath your balcony every Tuesday at 11 P.M., and you take off absolutely everything? Think about it. I know I do, regularly, and my hand starts creeping, and I dream of all the naked things I could do with your naked body. The neighbors would never be the same. And...