How does Ria answer?
"No fucking"
RIA
"You can't fuck him," I panted.
"What else?"
"You can't fuck him," I repeated. It was getting hard to concentrate with her rubbing me like that.
"But everything else is okay?"
I nodded. "You just... can't fuck him."
"Fine. But I can fuck you."
SHANE
"Dude! What is going on?" Connor growled.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, all day you and Ria have been acting like—like—"
"Like what?"
"Forget it, I don't wanna jinx it," he laughed.
The girls had asked us to give them "a few minutes" while they filled the bath, but Connor and I were both starting to get pretty restless. We paced anxiously, our nudity covered up by the discarded bathrobes.
Upstairs, Ria finally called out, "Okay fellas, come on up and get your free show!"
Connor and I exchanged a quick look, then we broke the sound barrier getting up those stairs.
As I approached the half open bathroom door, I distinctly heard three things:
The faint sound of gently splashing water,
The mixed moaning of two beautiful naked women,
And my own heart, pounding like a jackhammer at my ribcage.
Connor eagerly pushed open the door and we both lit up like little kids on Christmas morning...
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