She looks at you with pleading eyes, yet for some reason, you dismiss her, "i don't know about that," you say, "we don't know how my hormones are affecting either of us, and this could put us in a bad situation."
"But they *ache*!!" She pleads, bouncing up and down, ahike holding your hand up against her jiggling breast. Your cock begins to get erect, and she begins eying it hungrily. You see this, and react accordingly, pulling your hand free of her grasp, and using it to hold your dick close to your chest.
"If you stop inhaling my scent, you'll stop being so horny for me, and your tits will calm down, so here, go into my wardrobe closet and take care of yourself, I'll hop into the shower and try to clean myself up.
She pouts, but does as you ask, stepping into your closet and sitting down with a muffled fwump. You walk wack into the bathroom, and strip, getting ready for your second shower of the day.
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