I Know Who You Fucked Last Halloween - Part 1 - Lesbian Orgy

My fortieth birthday and my husband's at the wheel, driving me blindfolded toward whatever mess he cooked up. Control freak that I am, I knew every filthy detail before we left the driveway. The mask comes off and there they are—three girls poured into latex that barely counts as clothing. Katrina Jade, Ariana Marie, Ivy Lebelle, lined up like temptations I’d already penciled into the calendar. I send him packing. This is women’s work. Their mouths find my cunt in seconds, tongues working hard, fingers sinking deep. I straddle each face in turn, soaking them while they moan into me. I drink their wetness like it’s owed to me. Every orgasm slams through me so hard my vision cracks. If one of them finally breaks me, fine—better this than dying bored.