The Wedding Party (1)
The competitive best man and groom both think their girl gives the best head. Only one way to prove it.
The air was thick with salt and liquor, the warm breeze from the Hawaiian coast carrying the scent of rum, coconut, and bad decisions yet to be made. The soft glow of tiki torches flickered against the night, casting golden light over the private villa’s sprawling patio. The wedding wasn’t until tomorrow, but tonight was for us, the wild, the ones Everyone sensible had already gone to bed. I stretched out on one of the ov...