Kevin went to the men's room then, leaving her alone between the bar and the dance floor with nothing but the predatory gaze of strangers to keep her company. She was just a piece of meat to them, and it made her clit throb as she tried not to melt into a puddle. Every gaze was an invitation, and whether they knew it or not, the answer to all of those invitations was yes if they were delivered forcefully enough. For a moment Taylor pictured herself at the center of a swirling gangbang, right there on the dance floor. She was getting fucked by two guys at once while several...