I think how nice it would have been to have him standing there holding my towel out for me like the last two times. I wrap my hair and then grab my bo...y towel. I barely wrap it around my body, and tuck it under my arms. I can’t wait any longer and need to take care of me soon. I slip my feet into my slippers, turn off the light, and then slip out the bathroom to my room. I shut the door behind me, making sure no cats have decided to slip in my room. I slid into my bed the 800 thread count. ”Grateful for Marge’s support, Jo still hoped they would let the whole subject drop and above all that they wouldn’t go into Nobel’s room to look at the pictures. She was sure he had taken home one of her brassieres the day before. Hopefully, he would not have left it out where the others could see it. She would have to get it back from him. Maybe she’d have a chance later that morning. She started to get up, but Marge held her back. Velma was talking once more, braying would be a better. They were slapping hard, one against the other. She could hear his ragged breathing, sense the intensity and strength with which he was pounding her. Ashley in turn was also pounding, seeking the depth of his cock in her, wanting nothing more than to feel the ecstasy of their fuck. Harder he pounded, faster came his breathing. Faster Ashley responded, finding herself caught once again with gasps and groans of pleasure she had not had for oh, so fucking long. Ashley wrapped her legs around the. She may have not had any. . . .assets. . . above. But she was beautiful. Her pupils red and full of fire. Though you can't describe the rest of her face. She always wore a mask. One day you'd find out though.You yawn and walk over to your room. You open your door to plop yourself down onto your bed. The plant thing was goddamn a pain in the ass to kill, Not only did it sting Drista and nearly impale you. But all you had was a sword, A nearly unconscious party member. And you were starting to.