Third Person Pov

"Good." Taylor breathed, his minty breath fanning her face. His fingers were now almost inside her sundress. She could feel the heat if it close to the edge of her soaked snatch.

If he moves anymore inch, his finger would ease into her oozing cunt without any barrier stopping him.

Donna's breath came out ragged. She looked over at Horace behind Taylor. She could see his own cock almost pushing out of his shorts.

Her nipples were pointed forward like soldiers, aching.

But no. She couldn't let it happen now. It would make her look cheap. What would they think of her spreading her pussy for them...