Chapter 13
by 
crackjaw
A few minutes later...
High times
She felt it now. The pink haze that flooded her mind with happy thoughts and good vibes. The blissful thrill that she felt with every touch of her body, every brush of her sensitive, gorgeous spaces, amplified by the ****. No doubts. No shame. No little voice inside her head, nagging that what she was doing was wrong or stupid somehow. Just pure, raw lust, unfiltered and uninhibited. Animalistic, almost. Sometimes she felt like this was her purest self, unbothered by social conventions or morals. Pure, unfiltered desire.
So she was now frigging herself silly, alternating between clenching her jaw and moaning without a care for how much noise she made while her thoughts raced at possibilities. She needed more. More! MORE
What could she do?
- Call Ashton while she pleasures herself (+30 Suspicion, -50 Lust)
- Call Ashton while she pleasures herself (+30 Suspicion, -40 Lust)
- Call an old fuckbuddy (-20 Commitment, -50 Lust)
- Call and old fuckbuddy (-30 Commitment, -50 Lust)
- Take a big dose of her supplements (-20 Lust)
- Apply some T-gel (-20 Lust)
- Take her lactation pills again (-20 Lust)
- Trick Ashton into taking the supplements (+10 Suspicion, -20 Lust)
- The wears off
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