Chapter Sixty Seven
Third Person Pov.
But before any of them could make any moves, there was a pounding on the door and they both groaned, making Anya laugh in amusement as she slowly trailed a finger all over her p***y, smearing her c*m all over with a deliberate slowness that had them almost going crazy with desire and squeezing their c***s.
She stood up and bent down to pick up her towel, making sure her p***y hole was on display as she did and heard low growling sounds coming from behind her but she pretended as if she didn't hear any of it before retreating to the bathroom.
As soon as the door closed behind her, her knees gave out and she collapsed to the floors of the bathroom, her hands coming to hold her pounding heart.
Fuck, she didn't expect herself to go off like that?! Wha
