Arlene and JeffChapter 41
Jeff stood in the vanity area. Flopping his cock over into the sink, he started to wash himself when he glanced in the mirror. You idiot. You can't go to Kayla like this. You have to wash more than your dick. You're covered in sweat and pussy juice. Turning, he went in to take a quick shower. A few minutes later, hair still damp, he put on shorts and a tee-shirt and picked up his pants. After stopping by to get Little One out of her bedside drawer, he walked out of the suite and across the...