Storm POV
Stripping Cloe while she was asleep was interesting; she was so out of it. Maybe one of the meds Dotty gave was to put her to sleep. It wouldn't shock me if it was. Cloe was so wired, maybe meds were the only way to stop her brain from working all the time. By the time I had Cloe down to her underwear, I had a raging horn, and had to cover her up, and head to the bathroom, and release that tension, I was in the shower, the water not on, just somewhere to stand, one hand on the wall, for support the other took the matter in hand, visions of Cloe, her body, her perky firm breasts, they way she moaned in the shower, and I was gone. It was quick, the fastest hand job ever, and I nearly collapsed to the floor, with all that it took out of me. I was panting, out of breath. In no time
