Marty takes the bed

Marty wanted the bed, but he certainly didn’t want to share. He was tired and grumpy, and pretty much ordered Blair and Gwen to take the coach. To their credit, they took it in their stride and didn’t raise any fuss, wishing Marty a goodnight and quickly fell to sleep.

The young man was having anything but a good night sleep though as he had one thought on his mind. Ever since the day he saw Gwen walk into his room with her tiny little nightgown it was the only image that existed in his mind.

He took off his pyjama pants and took hold of his pulsing erection in one hand. Part of him felt guilty, like Gwen would burst in at any second to tell him off, but he soldiered on anyway. He started slow as he thought about what he would do to her. Kiss her lips, breasts, pussy, how she would ride him in so many ways. During this though, Marty was unaware that his habit of leaving the curtains open was giving access to an unknown spectator.

On top of the opposite roof was a dragon like creature that was staring hard at the scene before her. She felt the heat rush to her face and stray tongue lick her lips, before she shook her head clear and cleared her throat. She pulled a small communication device from her pocket and brought it to her lips.

“I’ve found them.”