Dancing, I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Cathy.
She opened her mouth. It was full of fresh semen. We kissed, and the salty ejaculate flowed into my mouth. I smiled and swallowed.
“Feel my cunt,” she whispered. I put my hand under her short skirt and slipped two fingers inside. They came out covered in more semen.
“And my arse.”
Cupping my hand under her sphincter, yet more cum dribbled into my palm.
“Dirty girl,” I whispered. “How many were there?”
“Six. The other three are waiting for you now.”
That’s why she’s my best friend.
