Chapter 82

Rita’s jaw-dropping display of wanton desire lit a wildfire of desire among our friends. As she finally peeled herself off the table, leaving the glass top a mess from her sweat and squirting, she fell into my arms.

"Shower with me?" she said, a drunk grin on her face.

We passed by Katie, who was bent over doing another big line of coke, on our way to the guest bathroom. As a powerful stream of air traveled up her sinuses to keep the powder high inside her, I let my hand slide between the gap in her thighs. She was slick, and I cupped her mound from behind.

"Join us in the shower?" I asked.

"Only if you promise to blindfold me after," Katie said.

Katie smiled a wired smile and aggressively moved toward Rita for a kiss.

"All that cum tastes good," Katie said.

Our three-way shower was more purposeful than I had anticipated, and it was quick. We wanted to get back to the party. So much had transpired, it