EXTRACT FOR
Her First Gangbang - Volume 12
(Nicola Diaz)

"What do you have planned for the night?" Gloria helped her set up eight chairs around the two tables.



"Just invited a few friends for drinks." Celeste winked at Gloria. 



"I bet." Gloria knew better. When Celeste oversaw the entertainment fun always followed. To some it might just seem like an innocent gathering of friends for drinks, but to Gloria it would be so much more. The last time they gathered, she ended up in a one-night stand with Boyd Spencer on a dare. She and Boyd were nothing more than friends but now he called her his friend with benefits. She shook her head as she laughed inwardly at how much of a slut she could be when inebriated.



Boyd walked in and grinned mischievously at Gloria. She knew the man still had a crush on her as he sidled up to her and grabbed the empty seat. "I assume you're saving this for me?" Boyd asked. His straight honey blonde hair needed a cut as it fell almost into his eyes. He had a boyish face except for the stubble that splattered his chin.



"I think she's saving this one for me," Ramiro Hernandez said. The man had impossibly blue eyes that looked as if one were peering down in the serene waters of the deep. Dark hair and an olive complexion gave him an international flare, except he had no accent to go with his looks.



"Plenty of room. No seats saved, it's your choice," Gloria said as she sat between the two sexy handsome men. 



Tish, Melba, and Sharon joined the table. Last of all, Marco Kelley sauntered in, his tight jeans and a cowboy hat completing the picture of a very stud-ly man. He worked on a ranch, wrangling cattle all day. His sandy brown hair peeked out from under his hat as he eyed Gloria and nodded a hello to her as he settled across the table from her.



The eight ordered shots of tequila to start the night. The server happily delivered the shots to each person. They waited until everyone had theirs and then lifted the small glasses in a toast.



"To friendship. May we have a grand time tonight," Celeste said. Everyone lifted their glasses and then turned up the shots and swallowed the liquid.



"A bottle for the table, please," Boyd requested. The server reappeared with a bottle of tequila to which he promptly refilled the shots. Another round of swallows followed. Then to finish off the bottle, Boyd refilled it for a third run.