So much for trying to be discreet
Fifteen minutes later, Nami and I emerged from the room, both of our faces still flushed red. Not only because of what we did but also because of how we’re sweating from that kind of exercise.
Taking a look once more behind us, Nami cutely bit her lips before lightly pinching my side to express her embarrassment. Because even though we had yet to start tidying up the place and transforming it into our own private space, her lovely and irresistible moans had already baptized its interior. Besides, right after the door, the mark of what we did still hadn’t dried up completely.
Anyway, before leaving, we explored the whole clubhouse to check if everything was still in good condition or if there was something we had to fix. There’s a bathroom but no shower. It’s just there for number 1 and 2. Furthermore, it was cut off from the water pipe and electricity cables.