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Chapter 9 by marevir marevir

Was that an invitation?

Maybe, but you decline

You stare into Amanda's eyes for a moment, not sure what she's offering, or if she's offering anything for that matter.

You reach out to stroke the hair from her face, trying to show some care and affection. Grunts from Robert break your mood. You see Jess' throat swallow in time with what must be gouts of thick, black cum flowing from his cock. Robert tenses as Jess' tail erupts in his ass.

The display is too much for you.

Running into your bathroom, you turn on the shower with a full blast of cold water and jump in. Shivering on the fridgid stream, you lean against the back wall as you wait for your dick to go limp.

Someone enters the room. You can't bear to look to see who it is. They adjust the faucet and the water warms. You turn around and face ...

Who is it

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