Chattering giggles turn to gasps as the Dancing Bear strips down in the bachelorette pad, pink balloons floating, chairs scraping back. Tiara-topped brunette drops low, mouth opens wide, tongue swirling the fat head before he grips her ponytail and pumps forward — gagging echoes off the walls, spit dripping down her chin. Party girls lean in closer, eyes locked on the sloppy deepthroat action, her cheeks hollowing with every thrust. He pulls out, slaps her tongue, then back in harder — building to that explosive finish right there on the rug.
