Chapter 11: Her Alter Ego

She carefully slipped off the short see-through robe she had on. Then, she went up to Mario, and on her tippy toes, she extended her tongue to his earlobe, earning a moan from him.

"You are so good at this." He mumbled, lifting her onto his chest. "You're just like her, a good-girl on face value, a baddie at heart."

Jack shook his head from side to side, and pulled his friend aside from the voracious woman's hands. "I need to borrow him for a minute." He told her, then he dragged him outside. She shrugged and waited, her arms on her bare breasts.

Mario's shorts tugged at his bulging cock as he got dragged by Jack. He knew that he was doing the most insane thing in the whole wide world, but he liked to care about the only things that mattered...

"At the moment. I only want to care about what matters right now, and that is us going into that room and drilling the hell out of that damsel, okay?" He whispered back. "I did not want to sleep around tonight, but once I heard her name, oh