.." You've been what?" asked Doug.She coughed and stepped defiantly toward Doug. "So WET since you said that! That's what!" You mean you took a shower...after that?" Noooo!" she huffed."Ohhhhh!" said Doug, finally getting it."So would you do that to me?" Yeah," said Doug. "I said I would if I had the power to control your mind." No, dumbass! Will you do it to me? Tonight! Now!" Oh," said Doug as the light bulb finally winked on floating above his head. "Okay, but are you sure? There's some. Just as well they're not inside her flat with her then!She's washed her dark, flowing locks; showered and shaved everywhere that counts; spent a long time on her make up, and all the time having a wee drink to loosen-up as she applies her makeup. With her dark lipstick on and her eyes done, she smokes a cigarette and poses in the mirror for a bit, admiring how she's transformed herself into a sort of emo/punk/goth Gurl and drinks a little more, feeling bolder and bolder as the alcohol takes. Tim had been fucking her ass the whole time. Sasha let out a hardy scream. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuugggggggggggggggghhhhhhhh," she scream. " No, NO, No, Please, I can't handle you both", begged Sasha. "Bitch, lick my prick." said Pete. She licked his prick again. So the double fucking began. Sasha was in a fuck sandwich and they were starting to slam fuck both her holes. Toby and Tim were starting to sweat from their effort. Toby reached. I made sure the most personal part of his body was as clean as it could be, and nice and empty, too. Afterwards we turned on the shower to rinse off, and I saw the residue of our fun swirl down the drain.By the time we turned off the shower I felt a little tired, but totally charged up. I was a little tender between the legs, which was kind of a new sensation. I'd had plenty of sex in the Construct, I'd just never really had it for real, well except for one of Mom's friends who'd shown me a few.