The bottle spun around once more, and with a dramatic pause, it stopped, pointing directly at the blonde who had been sitting next to Luca all night. The room went quiet, and the anticipation was thick as the blonde looked around with a wicked glint in her eye.

"Alright, darling," the friend who had been spinning the bottle said with a smirk, "Your dare is to let anyone in the group have a sip of champagne from your tits." The blonde's smile grew even wider, and she leaned over the table, her ample breasts spilling out of her top. She grabbed the champagne bottle and held it up, letting the cool liquid dribble down onto her eagerly awaiting nipples.