"You'd have a hard time screwing me with that on, so I think I'm safe from your libido," she grinned at me. A hand later, my body hair was gone. I was...quite thankful, because it was itching like hell in the cat suit.I turned my attention to the game, and won a hand. She found herself nude, since the catsuit couldn't be removed because the body hair was the last choice, and the body hair back would be torture. I won again, and her libido increased to match mine.I reached over and played with her. Kelly puts the key into the door and unlocks the bathroom. She pushes the door open revealing a beautifully new tiled bathroom. It’s clean and smells fresh as daisies and doesn’t even look like it’s ever been used. She makes her way to the toilet, coats it with tissue and sets down. Relieved, she looks for the roll of toilet paper , reaches for it and notices a little hole in the wall that seems to have a view to the outside. She wipes herself and gets a bit curious.“I wonder where my trucker. He approached the table where I was sitting with my ladies and introduced himself as Centurion Sam Matthews."We've heard some interesting things about you," I said around my last bite of bagel. "Have a seat."As he settled onto his seat, I realized that like me, he had a pistol holstered on the left side of his chest. A bulky looking Kriss Vector carbine dangled under his right arm from its single point tactical sling. It made my M-14 look like the piece of ancient history it was."That's the. When her orgasm eventually petered out, I slowly slid out my finger and released her clit. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and pressed them into her lower back, hugging her, and made a few slower, deep licks into her pussy, enjoying the juices that had come out of her.Abby rose off my face and fell over on the bed. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed. Izzy was leaned back in her chair, legs spread with her pants unzipped. Her hand was still inside them, rubbing slowly. Abby sat up on.