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Chapter 8 by 0hffe 0hffe

Does she make it to the bathroom?

Yes, but constant creaming can be quite distracting

As she made it through the bathroom door, Tamara imediately reached out toward the bathroom sink, looking at herself in the mirror and seeing her face and hair drenched in sweat, while her lower body was also soaked.

She heard a drip hit the cold tile floor, shuddering as the heat was still simmering inside, making her ache to give in again. She grabbed a towel and wiped her face, wincing as the stray fabric brushed across her chest.

Gently, she began to wipe off her legs and work her way up her thighs, but as she got closer to her pussy, the urge to lose herself in another frenzy started to play through her mind.

She slowly dabbed along her inner thigh, and began to do the same with her pussy, making sure not to linger too long.

''How can i be dripping this much!''

Each time she pulled the towel away, she could instantly feel how she was once again dripping wet. And each time, it got harder and harder to pull the towel away.

Moving over to the bath tub, she slowly eased herself in, taking care not to slip.

Leaning back into the tub, she could once again feel the urges pulsing through her, getting harder to resist the longer they built up.

She wrapped her hands over each edge of the tub, gripping tightly to keep her hands from straying back

After a few moments, though, she had to give in. One hand shot to her chest, tweaking her nipples, as the other one slipped between her legs, going straight to work on her pussy.

Filling the apartment, once again, with the sounds of wet slapping and muffled moans.

The hand that was teasing her nipples reached the edge of the tub, looking for support to try and keepp her from slipping flat onto her back.

However, what it found was a hairbrush, and any thoughts were quickly washed away by the smooth and long shape of the handle.

Quickly, that hand joined her other one, pumping the handle in and out of her pussy feverishly as she slipped all the way down in the tub.

Her feet were hanging over either side now, as she spread her legs as much as she could while continuing her frenzy

Her body began to spasm as another orgasm washed through her, making her pussy release even more juice

''Fuuuuhhhck, when will this stop!?'' She moaned out, eyes rolling back

Well, the lady did ask a question

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