Doing as he was bid, Cal collected the remainder of their clothes and carried them out, lightly kicking the mirror closed behind him. He paused, his eyes lingering on the stunning brunette, his c*m dripping down her t**s and from between her legs. Even after everything, his c**k twitched, so wet it was practically glued to his thigh.
"Tell me this place has running water." He uttered, met with a shrug in reply.
"Even if it does, I wouldn't risk it."
He dumped the clothes in the bathroom, intent to get all the gunk and sweat off his body, switching on the water and ensuring it ran clear before slipping inside. It surprised himself that he had done it all so quickly, without even checking the temperature, and though it was cold for a while, this was a welcome contrast from being sticky an
