Nash pushed the front door of the villa. Right behind him, Victoria was walking a bit wobbly. She was still feeling that ache between her legs.
Inside, the girls were already waiting. The Baby-Boom, Dahlia and Zayela were hanging out in the living room, all set to celebrate their big win. There were balloons floating near the ceiling, and the low table was a total mess with empty bottles and half-eaten food. Some music was playing softly in the background, but the second the door opened, everything just went dead quiet.
Nobody said a word for a whole second.
Nash and Victoria had not bothered to change their clothes. Their outfits told the whole story. Nash's shirt was inside out and was still sticking to his skin because of dried sweat. His pants were hanging way too low on his hips, and you could clearly see the big bulge of his cock through the fabric.
