Chapter 4 by wicker

What’s next?

Who's There

She smelt the substance. It was most defintely cum. "Oh my god!" gasped Sarah.Then she realized that the cum had not dried yet, so was whoever this cum belonged to still in the house?

Sarah ran to her bathroom, which was a mistake because it made her head pound more. She washed the cum off then drank three handfuls of water. She then grabbed a robe off the back of the bathroom door and tightly wrapped it around her.

She slowly crept to her door and peeked out. She heard faint voices from downstairs. "Oh fuck," she muttered. She crept to the stairs and slowly made her way down. The voices were coming from the kitchen, and she could hear them more clearly.

"Damn, that bitch was wild," said a male voice.

"Best blowjob ever, though. She's a pro," said another voice.

"Oh god, no," whispered Sarah.

"And she insisted we cum on her tits. New one for me."

"I can't believe she let us film it."

"'Film it'?!" thought Sarah.