They were all walking towards their campfire. Atlas was still carrying Jena who was still asleep. Davy and all the girls were walking behind him with awkward silence and embarrassment plastered on their faces. If atlas turned back, he could see their hard nips protruding from their tight shirts. It would have been a sight to behold.
They all still remember the pounding Jena got a while ago. The expression she had and the loud moaning she gave off like she was having the time of her life.
All their lower reasons were getting wet again from just thinking about it and were looking at his broad back with expectations.
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Atlas was walking and was looking at the gorgeous face of Jena, her black hair ruffled alongside his hands. Her long black eyelashes spreading beautifully on her clos
