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Muffled footsteps approach before the door swings open She’s still got her tank top on, but no shorts Just plain black panties If I wasn’t holding on to the door fra for a taste of so juicy

“They’re above the washer,” she says, drawing my attention back to her face I didn’t even know this place had a washing machine She seems to sense my confusion “I’ll show you”

I follow her to the kitchen, trying and failing not to watch her ass sway froirl’s body is forbidden fruit, beggingmachine, and on the shelf above it, stacks of colorful towels

“Thanks,” I mumble She smiles

I grab a towel and shut e in s evento me? I’ve never had such an intense and i to be staying here What the hell have I gotten myself into?

I strip down and step into the shower Thankfully there’s already soap and shaet here, I didn’t think to bringof Jack’s will fit hts float back to the drive up here To Norah’s thin tank top, her creahs

And, oh yeah, her hand on my dick

My cock is hard, and has been since the moment I first saw her But it’s the pressure inI wrap my fist around my shaft and stroke I think about porn I think about blonde chicks with fake tits and leather cuffs around their wrists

I think about anything other than the girl asleep in the next room

But after a while, the usual bondage fantasy just doesn’t cut it My cock knohat it wants It wants Norah Benson on her knees Her soft, pouty lips wrapped around the head, her pink tongue stroking the underside It wants her hands grippingIs this right? Aht, Daddy?

Fuck, yes, baby girl You’re doing it just the way I like

I bite back acum all over the shower tiles

One by one, roups start to relax, as the reality of what I’ve done starts to sink in

I a trouble

Chapter Six