Time for Jordan to get some relief.

Noah and Jordan stood there, naked as the day they were born. Noah had both of his hands covering his cock and balls, while Jordan had an arm covering her breasts while one hand was shoved between her thighs to cover her pussy... or stroke it? The way she's acting, it could be the latter.

The leader of the armed robbers had noticed this and, to add to their plan to get away with no worries about the police coming after them, made an addendum in his head. "Alright, here's what's gonna happen next. The girl over here is looking pretty turned on, so we're gonna help her with that."

Noah looked over at her, surprised. "What?" he responded, his eyes trailed down to her crotch, where he could see some fluids leaking out. "Oh, my god, Jordan... are you enjoying this??"

Jordan's face was redder than it had ever been in her entire life. "No, I'm not!" she lied, trying to find a way to justify herself. She wasn't an exhibitionist! At least, she didn't think she was...

The leader laughed at her denial. "That's precious. The journey to self-discovery never ends. But now, we're gonna see just how much you enjoy it."

Noah gulped. This wasn't going to end well for them.