Sheila walked in the front door; the smell of sex was overwhelming.
“Oh fuck, David. Oh my God. YES!” her best friend, Brenda, screamed.
Sheila turned, her bridge-playing friends were on the couch, half-naked with dripping pussies.
Her husband pulled his face from between Brenda’s legs. His face was covered in her juices as he licked all around his lips.
“What the hell is going on here?” she yelled with her hands on her hips.
Brenda looked up and said, “After you bragged so much about David’s oral skills… we didn’t believe you. We believe you now!”
