George POV
I came out of the washroom rubbing my hair with the towel, as soon as I stepped out, I found Crystal was already dressed up and flaunting it in front of her reflection in the mirror. She pulled her little short, that made me squint my eyes. Those shorts were already above her thighs. What does she really want to wear? Panties?
Just imagining her again in her panties made me crazy. I never f****d anyone twice but I really wanted to f**k her thrice. When I asked her about the third round, I really didn’t joke about it, but I meant it. The more I f****d her, the more she made me have her. She was more like a thirst that would not be easily fulfilled. I realized she noticed me from the mirror. I pretended I had just stepped out of the washroom and stood behind her. She stared at m
