There was snail slime dried into her clothes, or so she assumed, since it couldn’t be cum, or at least she couldn’t admit that it was cum (it was cum).
He was stunned to see that her stream of piss came out almost straight, such was the pressure. He had only ever heard, not seen, women having a slash, and it had always sounded like a tinkle. He had assumed that it was always so. But this was practically boring a hole in the back of his throat.