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Chapter 9 by Milk5hakes

It's not over, is it?

Home Sweet Home

“Fucking finally!” Ashley shouted getting inside her home. Still having her eyes closed while entering Ashley gave an exhausted sigh of relief. Closing the door behind her as she placed her head on the door.

“We made it Boris!” She giggled looking down at her bear smiling softly that she at least had a faithful companion in her streak. It was easily the most mortifying experience but she had made it through.

“Um…hey Ashley…long night I take it?” A familiar male voice questioned shooting a shiver up the blonde's spine causing her pert cheeks to slightly wobble. Slowly she turned around seeing Blake sitting on the couch looking directly at her. Both gazed into each other in complete silence. Till Blake awkwardly commented.

“Nice trim job…” Reminding Ashley about the past five minutes. In particular the last minute when she lost her last bit of cover. Looking down at herself, Ashley could see her bulbous breasts, toned stomach, lighting bolt fuzz, and her pretty pink pussy were completely out in the open. She slowly had the will to place Boris over her clam.

“W…what are you doing here?”

“Christie said she had something I would love to see.”

Of course Christie had probably planned for all this. But instead of being embarrassed, something about how Blake was leering at her caused her brain to click. Ashley bit her lip as her elbows stopped from covering her chest to reveal a bit of her nipples. She then noticed a small bulge protruding from his shorts. Instantly she knew how to get back at Christie.

“W…well do you?”

“W-what?!”

“Do you love what you see?” Ashley questioned slowly pushing her knockers together, cracking a smile toward him. The boy could only stutter flabbergasted by her beauty.

“I mean..y…hell yeah…”

“Hell yeah? Well I'm gonna go lay in my bed, and if anyone happens to waltz in…well I'd show them some hell” She coyly started removing Boris from her crotch, turning to lock the door and deadbolt. Turning back around and walking at a snail's pace to her room. Making sure her butt swayed hypnotically, before looking back at Blake with a wink. Leaving the door open just a crack. To which Blake instantly shot up and followed behind. Meanwhile, Christie was curious how the door to her dorm wasn't opening up. Only to hear loud moans coming from behind.

What's next?

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