20 Years of Foreplay Ch. 09

I savored that sight for a moment before Jenna reached over and scooped those drops up with her fingers and deposited them in her mouth.

"I guess the rest of that will be dry by morning," she said, licking the corners of her mouth. "In the meantime, let's get her inside the sleeping bag and let her get some rest."

We zipped up and left her there, unaware of the part she had played in the ecstasy we had just experienced. A part of me wondered just how unaware she had really been, but that was a question for another day. I hung my jacket up in Denise's tent, her lacy bra nestled in the pocket, and we crawled into her bag, wrapped up together as the crickets sang us to sleep.

To Be Continued...