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[givesgoodglow]

He'd given her the keys and address so she'd gathered up her things from the seedy motel she'd been staying at and took a cab over. It was a nice place, Vic was apparently doing well for himself. They'd stayed in some fleatrap hell holes before, but this was nice.

Once inside she did a sweep, best way to learn her way around. There were two bedrooms so she dropped her bag off in the smaller one and toured the rest of the floor. When she saw the show she could have come right then. Deluxe fixtures, huge area, made sense since Vic was not a dainty guy, lush towels.... talk about upgrades.

Birdy stripped down at once and turned the water to almost as hot as it could go, in a couple minutes the room was hot and steamy and she stepped inside with a groan of pleasure. She planned on a nice long shower to soak away the aches and pains as well as the dirt.

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[oldmancreed]

It is, frankly, one of his smaller places, but they're too far from any of his cabins to really live it up. He arrives not to long after she does, having collected his own arms and belongings. He drops everything off in his room and then heads toward the bathroom.

He opens the door slowly, then settles against the door frame, arms crossed.

"You gonna be much longer?"

[givesgoodglow]

Messy on context is good, like well fucked but sweaty is good messy.

He'd been a little spoiled by her over time, she cooked, she cleaned, she saw to his needs. But that was because most of their needs were the same. Right now her need was an aching emptiness and a pair of slik, damp thighs. She gotten wet in the shower, well more wet, watching him cum. She loved to see it, loved knowing the high she'd given him and the general way he acted after.

Birdy walked in. Short but formed by the same sort of figure fantasy artists drew. Large breasts, small waist, curved hips and an ass that you could bounce a quarter off. She knew he liked her body, liked her... what had he said once? Portablity?

When she reached the bed, rather than walk around it she simply dropped forward, hands walking up, joined by knees as she slinked catlike toward him.

"You called?"