'Shit! Shit! What the actual fuck did I do last night?!'
Juliana squirmed on her bed, her hands slapping over her flushed face as if she could somehow erase the memories boiling up in her brain.
Turning left and right like a fish flopping out of water, she let out a muffled groan of pure mortification.
The events of the previous night were flashing through her head like a smutty highlight reel.
She could practically feel Nadia's mouth latched onto her nipple, the way her tongue swirled like it had a fucking mind of its own.
Her cheeks burned hotter than the sun as she thought of her own hands kneading Nadia's boobs like they were bread dough.
"What the fuck was I thinking?! I turned into some goddamn pervert! Massaging her tits? Letting her suck on mine like she was ordering milk on tap?!"
Her thighs squeezed together as an unwelcome heat spread through her body.