I quickly got up to run to the bathroom and I realized that some sperms came out from my boxer shorts and spilled out on the chair I was sitting on, I...ran to the bathroom thinking I would come back and wipe it, as I opened my pants in the bathroom, they were totally soaked in sperms.I wiped and cleaned it all and realized they left a very wet visible stain on my shorts, just near my penis! I hoped it would dry before Shreya would come, just then I realized that I had left the porn website open. “You have no idea.” They waited for a couple of minutes, and Lily came back, a smug look on her face.“Looks like they’re just a skeleton crew. Only a couple of them at the bottom of the stairs. Figure if we can get down there, I can put them out.”Cyrus pulled a pair of wands out of his pocket, then pulled something else out and handed it to Dana. It was a glass marble with a smoky liquid inside.“What is this?” Dana held the marble up to inspect it.“Smokescreen. Use it in case we need a quick. Our hotel is charming and nestled in the old city. Tired from travel we drop our bags, shower together, and after a relaxing fuck doze off in the comfort of our featherbed. We wake to a bell tower and the sounds of a rocking city friday night. Revelers in the streets. The high pitched buzz of motorbikes. The odd car horn. My wife suggests going clubbing as we are unlikely to get back to sleep after our serious power nap. She is full of energy as she springs out of bed and heads to the. Not all the time. If we were doing something brassy and bold, she was fine. Anything that required a lighter touch, she was brutal. And the percentage of songs she was singing got higher and higher, even at the expense of Greg. It was ridiculous. Greg was the best singer in this band. Somehow, she had convinced him that she should sing more, because that's what she did, since she didn't play an instrument. And, if the song required any kind of anything other than balls-to-the-wall, the music.