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Chapter 9 by Speci@lty Speci@lty

Front desk or towel room?

towel room.

"Whatever gets me dressed the fastest. Is that towel room close by?"

"Sure is, follow me." Sam takes you by the arm and leads you off still carrying the bucket full of stones in front of you. She is incredibly close, close enough to see your dick pressed against the bucket, and close enough to press her cleavage against your arm as she walks you off. For a second, you consider shaking her off but dismiss the idea. For one thing Sam is being nice enough to get you somewhere to cover up and for another thing, Sam was cute, like really, really, really cute. Despite how embarrassed you are to have this beauty cling to you while naked you cannot deny that you love her attention.

Your heart is still racing as Sam brings you to a door in the hallway and opens it.

What is through the door?

More fun
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