Check the corridor

Leanne staggered to her feet with a groan. Her body ached from the intense fucking and she struggled to drag her panties back into place over her abused pussy. Now at least partly covered her attention turned to the door where the old men had just exited. She moved warily after them back to the corridor and looked around.

There was no sign of either the old men or that creep clown. She still wasn’t sure what his deal was but still didn’t want to see him again any time soon. She turned and began walking cautiously down the corridor. Her arms wrapped over her naked breasts.

Suddenly one of the doors flew open and Leanne froze in a panic. She hurriedly tried to think up an excuse for why she was wearing barely any clothes. However before she could think of anything remotely plausible the person who had opened the door appeared in the corridor.

It was one of the female members of staff at Rosefield Manor. Fortunately she hadn't seen Leanne as her arms were piled high with an assortment of cardboard boxes. Which also explained why the door had opened so suddenly. Leanne guessing a firm kick had been used to assist her exit.

The young woman watched silently as the worker struggled with her cargo. She was having great difficulty carrying all those boxes and walking at the same time. Being unable to see where she was going adding to her problems. All Leanne had to do was keep quiet and she'd be safely out of jeopardy.