In the throes of a heaving, writhing mass of bodies, a tantalizing scent catches her nose, guiding her towards a man whose raw, primal energy draws her like a magnet. She presses herself against him, her hands roaming over his chest, feeling the taut muscles beneath his shirt. He grinds back, his hands cupping her ass, pulling her closer. She can feel his erection pressing against her belly, and she moans, her pussy throbbing with need. She leans in, her tongue snaking out to lick the sweat from his neck, tasting the salt and something more, something uniquely him. He groans, his hands tangling in her hair as she continues to explore his body with her mouth, each lick bringing them closer to the edge.