A sex party invitation covered with another woman’s cum in her right hand, her freckled chest flush with excitement and traces of my cum shining in the overhead light, her left hand draped over her strong petite thigh, fingers covered in her own divine juices. Spurt after spurt, one hitting Danielle’s blouse, near the shoulder. Porn movie Curious, I think, as I slide my finger into the envelope and tear it open. Without thinking I open my mouth and bring my tongue to the fabric that soaked in Danielle’s pussy juices all day yesterday and am rewarded with her tangy flavor. The next sound we hear is of a couple of bursts of fluid, some of it hitting the toilet but not all.
