Becoming the centre of attention unexpectedly, Vernon gave a small nod - he certainly couldn't go again any time soon, and yet his c**k was as hard as ever. Almost painfully so, a chemical cocktail keeping him stiff and ready.
With a sigh, Zoe began about the room. Never one to shy away from hard work. She started by examining the remnants of Nina's device left on the floor, slick with juices and pungent with s*x. Next she scanned the walls up close, pressing tiles that seemed to stand out and peering into where she thought cameras might be. How had they gotten in here? Finding no cracks, doors or buttons, her hope of an alternative faded and what had started as an exercise in carefully feeling between the tiles had descended into her lithe body pressed to the walls, her fingers splayed o
