Pure Pleasures (A Collection of short Stories)
Patricia turned her head toward me, cum still dripping from her lips, and smiled weakly, her face dripping, and kissed me instant within an heartbeat slow and sloppy.
We shared the last load between our tongues, moaning softly in the other's throat.
I looked up at the men, cum dripping from my eyelashes.
I smiled.
“Feel better now, babe?”
I laughed through the exhaustion, my voice hoarse as hell.
“Yeah… I feel a lot better.”
Outside, the gala was probably still going on. Damien was probably still shaking hands and smiling for pictures, completely clueless that his wife and her best friend had just been turned into cum-soaked, piss-drinking sluts by his biggest donors and rival.
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