Right in the middle of the party, they duck out to fuck

The bass is thumpin’, drinks are spillin’—but when the hot chick locked eyes with the guy with the vergota, they vanished into the hallway. No words. Just a slam against the wall, her panting as he sank in deep, doggystyle style. Everyone’s still dancing like nothing happened… but the moans? Those were echoin’ louder than the beat. She came screaming into his hand—no one noticed. Not a damn soul.