Once dried, we all donned robes, which somehow appeared while we bathed and all other clothing removed. Instead of going back to either of the kid’s...rooms, the girls led us down to the end of the wing. It looked as if there was nothing here, but the boys and I found a large bedroom, with an oversized king bed, hidden behind a fake wall used to conceal the door.“It was our duty to keep these special rooms cleaned should they once again be needed. They hid this room after moving us to the. Brock cannot believe his pet is cleaning him in the bath. That is his job as her owner, but somehow the roles have been reversed! He turns back around and the catgirl gets to clean her favorite part: his cock. The teen is hard—rock hard. Every bot that he has to offer is pointing proudly into the air. Arousal flows from Missy’s cunt and up through her at just the sight of it. It twitches when she grabs it, stroking him. Using both hands, the catgirl caresses his entirety, soaping it up. Our chapter starts with me back at school, on an otherwise boring day. Couples are together, girls getting roses or candy, and we’re currently at lunch with my friend Melissa gushing over her boyfriend’s gifts.Melissa is about 5’5” with a killer body, and you probably know what that means. 32 DDs, and a well-toned body. Her tan looks majorly fake, and her hair color is dirty blonde and from a bottle. We were sitting with our other ‘friends’. I put that in quotations because I just didn’t feel. She was right in the middle of them all. The back of her dress was flying a bit in the breeze giving small peeks of the back of her thighs. I scampered down the stairs and walked towards her. She never turned around, but I was certain it was her. I squeezed in next to her and looked out at the sea lions without saying a word. She looked over at me but then back to the docks. I leaned over the rail and my hand moved into hers. She smiled as our fingers twisted together. Somehow the.