By: JustAnotherGasWriter
Monika “IQ” Weiss was in the ladies’ locker room, scrambling to prepare for a training mission. She was wearing her bright green PT uniform; the tracksuit was straight out of the eighties but had a notable charm in its own right. The vintage fatigues would be seeing more action today than Monika’s normal exercise regiment; the German woman saw that she had no time to change to make it in time to her mission! It wasn’t ideal to show up in an inappropriate outfit, but Monika saw tardiness as a more inexcusable sin. At least it was a minor training event today; her partner going into the kill house was also her girlfriend no less! She would certainly be hearing some teasing about her wardrobe malfunction later tonight, but at least she wasn’t wasting anyone else’s time because of her mistake!
Monika rushed to the armory after locking up her gym bag and other items. Her loadout of choice awaited her. The blonde gal gave the attendant some signatures for the weapon she was checking out, in addition to the simmunition. She hastily stowed her spare magazines before briskly going to the training floor.
Zofia was a few minutes early to the training and looked all around for her blonde-headed girlfriend. It was uncharacteristic of Monika to be tardy, though she was dreadfully close to being late! As if on queue though, she spotted Monika saunter onto the floor on time as scheduled.
“That has to be the closest to tardy you have been in your entire tenure here. Shame on you,” Zofia remarked, though there was much teasing in her tone as she addressed her girlfriend.
“Hey, we can’t all be perfect, right? I suppose me not being perfect is simply being on schedule instead of punctual.” Monika rolled her eyes but returned her girlfriend’s smile as Zofia teased her. She joined the Polish woman outside the kill house and peered in, trying to see as much as she could before they made proper entry.
“Well, I suppose you made it on time in one piece,” Zofia shrugged, looking Monika over from head to toe right after. “But from the looks of it, you are not in the correct uniform either… care to explain, IQ?” Zofia continued, calling Monika by her callsign in a flirty yet sarcastic demeanor.
“Was too into my playlist, lost track of time,” Monika gave an honest and straightforward answer, grabbing a few magazines full of blanks that were waiting for her on the table. She loaded her sidearm and rifle, improvising with the spare mags by simply sticking a few in her waistband and a few in her electric purple fanny pack. “Blame Meghan, she put me onto a new exercise cycle too that is quite good but very intense and involved,”
“You're going in like that?” Zofia asked, looking Monika up and down again. The tracksuit was breathable and loose (Monika of course also looked smokin’ hot in it) but there was no tactical application to the outfit beyond the mobility it offered.
“Unless you have a better idea, there are other groups that need to through today so our time slot is tight, no?” Monika sighed, regretting her decision already but knowing that there was no other course of action besides postponing their turn through the kill house. Rescheduling would be a pain in the ass though, and it could take up to weeks to get another slot, so this was the least painful way in the long run.
Zofia shrugged, not having a good alternative plan. “Just make sure that you are aware of how you position yourself; you can’t exactly reload efficiently, " she told her, getting ready to go in.
After getting the go-ahead from the range control tower, the two stacked on the door before Zofia kicked it in and they made their entry inside. Zo went in and immediately swept left while Monika checked their right.
“Clear, stack up,” Zo called the room after seeing no silhouette pop-ups, nodding to the door leading to the next room.
Monika nodded and took point, holding the door and waiting until Zofia got behind her and tapped her on the shoulder to signal that she was ready to proceed. Monika kicked the door in, and they cleared the same way, with Monika going right again and Zofia checking the left. A silhouette popped up on the Polish woman’s side, which she swiftly dealt with by delivering a two-tap of 7.62 to the popup’s chest.
After this, Monika called it “clear,” since she didn’t have a target on her side. The gunshot was louder than she was used to since she didn’t have her usual, higher-quality ear protection, but the shock quickly wore down, and they pushed onward.
The rest of the first floor went much the same, with the two women hopping from room to room while occasionally putting down targets they encountered throughout the building. Eventually, a staircase came along, and they made their way up slowly, with Zofia taking point to the second floor and Monika watching their flank down the stairs to ensure they had as close to 360 security as they could manage in a two-woman team.
A faint beeping could be heard once they arrived on the second floor, indicating that their target was close by. The two swiftly but securely cleared the rooms leading up to their objective, encountering some stiffer resistance in the form of more pop-ups as they drew closer and closer. They inevitably reached the room containing their target however, the fake bomb’s beeping got much louder as they entered. After putting down the targets in the room, the two took turns reloading before examining the mock IED.
“I have the kit; just watch the hallway,” Zofia ordered, producing a small case containing a computer. She opened the pelican case and hunched over it, starting to type a code sequence into the laptop to initiate the defusing process. As she bent over, however, something slipped out of her…
FFLLRRRBBBTT
A sizable toot blew out of Zofia’s voluptuous bum, echoing off the concrete floor of the building. The smell was nice and thick too, reminiscent of the currywurst that Monika had prepared for them for dinner the previous day.
“Whoop, guess that is one bomb down,” she joked, still typing away at the diffuser as if nothing had happened. Now that the beast had been provoked, she could feel there was a lot more on the way! Good thing Monika wouldn’t mind; if anything, she would get a little flustered from embarrassment derived from arousal at Zo’s blasting, but that was something she would have to deal with.
“Very mature Zofia…” Monika sighed, rolling her eyes but also feeling a rush of pleasure in her head just from the sound of her girlfriend letting one go out of nowhere.
“It's not my fault your cooking does that to me; this is more your fault than mine,” Zo responded without missing a beat or even looking up from the computer. She let a second one out before it came out on her own.
BBRRRAAABBBBBTTT
Zo let a gasp out following the fart, taking a hand off of the keyboard to reach under herself and fan her stink away into the rest of the room. Due to this and the first fart dissipating out naturally, Monika was starting to get much clearer whiffs of what she was dishing out.
“God, that one stings Zo!” She declared, blushing bright cherry red now while still peaking the hallway. Her primal desire to indulge in her dirty kink won out though, and she started to sniff the polluted air.
“Stung me too, don’t worry,” Zofia reassured Monika cheekily. The spice from Monika’s home-cooked meal was starting to literally bite her in the ass.
“J-just try and put a cork in it so we can get out of here and be done with this stupid training,” Monika responded, struggling with her desire to get in there and take Zo’s rip face first!
“I’ll try, but I am not going to put up with pain from holding back just because you can’t help yourself,” Zofia teased, seeing how Monika was having some internal fight with herself.
Monika opened her mouth to reply again, but her stomach had other plans. In a cruel twist of irony, Monika groaned as a massive rush of gas raced through her intestines. She had been holding it the whole time she was working out to avoid stinking up the gym around everyone else, and the gas would no longer be held back!
FRRLLUUUUUBBBRRSHHTT
A sloppy, spicy fart tore out of her butt with a fierce vengeance, Monika cringing hard as it came out in a big windy rush! Her ass rippled in the green track pants and was pointed right at the back of Zofia’s head.
“Really Monika! Pretty immature of you to get me back like that!” Zofia remarked, jumping in surprise as Monika ripped ass into the back of her scalp!
“It snuck up on me, I swear!” Monika declared, but Zofia wasn’t having any of it. She stopped typing on the laptop and walked over, a stern smirk on her lips. Monika gulped as Zofia approached her, the Polish woman grabbing the blonde by the back of her head and pushing her face down about waist height while she turned her hips and hiked up a leg!
BBBRRRLLRARRAABBBBTTTT
Zo grumbled, letting a good amount of her back pressure free in Monika’s face after yanking her in tight! Monika’s nose and mouth both caught a good amount of the acrid flatulence and she gagged as she had no choice but to breathe in the toxins one way or another! Monika dropped to her knees and hugged Zof’s hips, losing control as she indulged in her girlfriend’s posh ass while still on the job.
“Well, while you are down there…” Zofia cooed, still retaining Moni’s head with a firm grip. Her butt shifted again as she tried to hike her leg out even further to squeeze another fart out, Monika closed her eyes and prepared to sniff!
fffLLRRffBBRRT
It wasn’t the longest one, but it still delivered a good dose of spicy stink to Monika’s nose. Because of the repositioning, it was a direct hit, and Monika grunted as she had to deal with it!
“You’re lucky that was a small one with what I am feeling,” Zofia teased her, slowly pushing Monika down to the floor while keeping her face tight to her ass. As Monika went to her back, Zofia gradually squatted into a sitting pose. Monika gasped as her face was engulfed in combat pants-covered ass, a creaking fart shaking her to the core a moment after!
FFBBRRAARRRAABBTT
The Polish gal farted one last time for the time being at least, though the delivery could not be any more brutal for Monika on the receiving end! The German woman groaned as her face was smothered, the air was replaced by greasy spiced meat farts! Zofia stayed seated for a few minutes to leave an impactful stink face before dismounting.
“We really should be back to business,” she insisted after getting her laughs out, looking at Monika lying on the concrete floor for a few minutes.
The German woman had a generally blank expression and stayed staring up to the ceiling above, fart particles moving in and out of her nose and mouth as she was allowed to breathe in the open air again.
“You’re saying that like I started this whole thing…” she finally mustered up the strength to say, her libido through the roof as she recovered from the humiliating but sexy treatment from her lover!
“Well, I think that both of us probably have a pretty equal share of the blame, but someone has to be the one to refocus here,” Zofia replied matter-of-factly, tsking lightly at her lover’s deviance.
Monika grumbled at Zofia’s response, but the Polish woman was right. It wasn’t like anyone was watching them anyway, right? They also had more than enough time to complete their objective, so there was an opportunity for deviance from the mission.
Zofia meanwhile could feel more demons brewing in her bowels, demanding to be released from their confines. She too knew there was plenty of time to go off course, especially since the mission was technically completed.
“Monika, come over here,” Zofia instructed, standing up with her back towards her partner while acting like she was holding the door.
Monika knew what was coming next and scooted over, going to her knees so her head was about head level with Zofia’s rear end. Zo reached back with her offhand and shoved Monika’s head to her buns! Monika let out a squeak as she was grabbed, her nose buried up close to Zo’s business end.
MMMBBLLRRUUURRBBBTTT
A nice, gurgly fart followed. Monika’s blonde hair lifted off from the back of her head and saturated her senses with Zo’s signature stink.
“God, it's so thick…” she mumbled into Zofia’s busty backside, surrendering herself to Zofia’s will and sniffing the fart down.
“Thick and rich?” Zofia asked with a raised brow, keeping Monika held firm to her buttocks to ensure that she got all of it.
“Very rich…” Monika sighed, flustered but horny. She continued to sniff until the scent had either dissipated or had been fully inhaled, kissing her ass after.
Zofia wasn’t done yet, but she did amp it up a notch before going forward. She slipped her pants and panties down to free her ass up and bent over across a tabletop. Her garments fell just below her wasn’t so her butt was fully uncovered and she pulled Monika’s head in with her left hand again. Monika’s nose was pulled up to where her nostrils flared directly up to Zofia’s butthole! Sour sweat stenches got caught up in her nose, though she was a good girl and began to sniff aggressively in the new pose!
“That’s my girl!” Zofia declared, her tongue hanging out her mouth as she pushed as hard as she could!
BBRRRLLRRUURAARARRBBBUUURROOORRBBBTTTTT!!!
Zofia had taken the kid gloves off for sure; the fart was long and loud and forceful. Her asshole spread open wide as well, nearly swallowing up Monika’s nose! Monika could feel Zo’s starfish gape open against her, she resisted the powerful air blast and inhaled rapidly! She wasn’t getting the biggest sniffs in, she was too flustered to focus on better deep breaths, but she was getting as much down as she could!
“You’re far too good at this,” Zofia told Monika, the smirk returning to her face after the conclusion of her concussing blast! “Hurry up and sniff, I want a turn on the receiving end,”
Monika groaned in reply, feeling lightheaded from sniffing such nasty flatulence. She got her fill though, sniffing until there was no more punchy stink to Zofia’s asshole, and then withdrew herself from the position.
“How do you want it?” She asked, feeling a bubble in her belly. Monika definitely had something good cooking herself, and it was ready to be freed from its prison!
“Hmmm, lay down on your stomach,” Zofia ordered, getting down onto her knees so they were both on the ground.
Monika followed Zof’s orders and laid down on her stomach, though Zofia took Monika’s hips in her hands and moved her around so that Monika was lying down but had her ass sticking straight up into the air in a tent-like position. Once she was in the pose, Zofia hugged onto her hips and stuck her face into Monika’s upward-facing butt!
mmmBBllLLrrUURRRPPT!
Monika gasped as a fart escaped her; the downward-dog-like position she was lying in made it hard for her to bottle her flatulence up still as her stomach was compressed. Zofia purred and took a deep hit, her eyes closed as she sucked the fart down through Moni’s bright green workout pants!
“Nice one… another,” Zofia requested playfully, reaching up and getting a handful of ass with her left hand while slapping Monika’s jiggly booty with her right!
Monika yipped as her bum was played with, though combined with how her stomach was being synched it was difficult for her to hold back even if she wanted to!
BBrllRRLlRmB-BBRRLLOORRBBTT
She let a two-piece beefer bang out, knocking Zofia’s beret off her head as the secondary fart tore out of her rear end! Zofia was encouraged only to stick her head in further and sniff deeply, shivering and grunting as the smell took over her nose.
“That is good stuff…” The Polish woman murmured, pinching Monika’s right ass cheek firmly before slapping again to make it bounce!
“Easy on the goods back there!” Monika gushed as her girlfriend manhandled her butt, her face cherry red now despite there being no spectators to their antics… that they knew of at least!
Zofia snorted from Monika’s sheepish remark, gas flaring out of her nostrils! “What, maybe if you weren’t such a good little stinker, I could leave it be!” She laughed, squeezing a moon with each hand. Feeling bold, she got her girlfriend’s green yoga pants down below her butt to expose her panties and then held onto the German woman’s knees, burying her face in. “One more big push Monika, you can do it,”
Monika felt the cool air hit her now partially nude butt as Zofia pulled her pants down below her buns, still cherry red in the face. She closed her eyes and leaned forward, a strained expression on her face as she gave a hard push!
BBRRLURROORRRBBBARRBBTTT
Zofia’s beret would have been blasted right off her head a second time if she had grabbed it, her short brown hair kicking back from the hefty gas blast! The Polish woman was in heaven, inhaling as much of the noxious cloud as she could muster!
“I knew you were holding back!” she declared, her lust for Monika’s gas satiated for the moment. She smacked her butt one last time before yanking Monika’s pants back up for her. “I think I should be covering that angle over there…” she nodded towards a door, putting her beret back on before lying on her stomach to get in the prone position.
Monika watched Zofia get down and immediately took the hint. She got to her knees and snuggled up to Zofia’s tanky posterior. Her nose slipped into her crack, and she looked up at Zofia’s back to see if there was any follow-up instruction.
“Just lie there and take it,” Zofia remarked, propping her head up with a hand while Monika took a submissive stance behind her. “There we go, just like that!” The MILF nodded as Monika set up camp in her ass crack!
FFLURRRUURPPPTT
Soon, things became steamy as Zof broke wind in Monika’s face again. The fart was on the smaller end of things when compared to the previous blasts from Zofia, though the stink was up there! Monika closed her eyes to shield them from the rancid wind, her nose flaring as she breathed it all in and her blonde hair fluttered upward.
“It’s only smelling worse…” she coughed after getting her share of sniffs, fanning a hand above Zofia’s butt so she had a moment to regain her bearings.
“Poor baby, having to deal with stinkier and stinkier toots,” Zofia pouted mockingly at her girlfriend as Monika raised complaints about the worsening smell. However, she did notice that it was getting more potent. That, and she could feel the creeping need to take a dump developing inside of her intestines. She could hold the beast in for now though and there was still gas brewing up inside.
FFLURRRUUPPRRSHT
Another shorter but bassy and shittier-smelling fart shortly followed, even ending with a wet hiss. Monika took two sniffs in and began to cough again on Zofia’s asshole, but tried to keep her face in and suffer through despite the tear-jerker of a poot.
“One more,” Zofia ordered her, feeling like she could get away with one more rip before entering coin flip territory on her farts turning to sharts… or worse.
Monika’s eyes were flooding with tears further from the commanding stink but was reassured by Zofia’s declaration that she only had to take it one more time before getting a break. Zof did take Monika’s head in her hands and slid it up, leading to Monika’s mouth being lined up with her asshole instead of her nose.
BBRRLOOORRRPPHHST
Monika whined as Zofia let a third sloppy beefer out, though of course onto her tongue instead of into her nose this time! Zofia’s expression went from strain to bliss, finishing the near shart out without an unforeseen accident. Monika coughed and dry heaved into Zo’s crack, but kept her breakfast down and even managed to swallow a mouthful of ass gas.
“Kiss it and then you can get up,” Zofia told Monika, keeping her head held tight to her taint as she waited for her demands to be met.
Monika whimpered in protest but kissed Zo’s crack after getting the mouthful of fart down she still was holding to. Zo let her go afterward, fanning at her steamy ass while Monika gathered herself.
“I-I have more that needs to come out…” Monika declared. Swallowing those two farts from Zofia had stirred up her stomach again, giving Monika red alerts about the mounting pressure!
Zofia nodded and pulled Monika down gently, having the German woman just get into a prone position to allow her the most comfortable position to get it out. With the roles reversed once more, Monika let Zof also pull down her pants and panties before offloading.
ppllRRrrRRUurARRrrMMmmBBBTTT
A longer fart droned out at a variety of sound levels from Monika’s pink puckered asshole, making Zofia very happy as she sniffed from the uncovered source.
“Not bad,” the Pole complimented between sniffs, her grip on Monika’s nude moons tightening while she swiped her nose like a credit card through Moni’s sweaty taint.
“Easy on the merchandise back there! Nobody wants damaged goods…” Monika pouted as Zofia manhandled her ass aggressively again.
ffLLRrrUUrrPPhhhBBBssTT
She farted again, the second rip following the varied sound pattern of the first one. Zofia smooshed her nose closer to Moni’s donut as it came out and the scent overtook her senses.
“Yep, that will never get old…” She groaned, though she respected Monika’s remark and didn’t smack her ass following this one.
As Zofia sniffed, Monika began to push the next one out. It felt more stubborn than the previous ones, annoying Monika. She tried to get it out as Zofia wrapped her lips around her pulsing butthole, though she discovered a moment later why this third one was being so difficult.
bbrrlLRruRffRrrRRllRRUUURRSSHHLLARRRSHHTTTT!!!
Monika realized what was going on a half second too late, blushing deep red and trying to clamp her asshole back closed. It was too late however as the seal was broken, the fart droning out normally for a few seconds before flipping into a sloppy shart for the second half! Zofia gagged as she took it to her mouth, flabbergasted by the surprise! Monika cursed and got up, hurrying out of the bomb room and off to where she knew there was a working toilet in the kill house! Her ass slammed down on the cold toilet seat when she arrived; there were no stalls but she was too distracted to care about the lack of privacy!
CCLLLRRRRSHHHKTTTT
A turd loudly blew out of her ass right away, rocketing out of Monika’s bowels and into the hole right below. Moni leaned over as she blasted the shit out, panting and sweating. Her face was bright red both from how uncomfortable she was and from the embarrassment of blasting Zo’s mouth with such a nasty rip!
Zofia remained stunned for a few seconds as Monika rushed away, processing what had just happened. She gagged and coughed, hearing Monika start to urgently shit in the other room soon after running away. She was able to get the nastiness down with a couple of gagging gulps and then sauntered over to the bathroom.
“Wow, Monika? I was able to hold mine in for you!” she announced herself, her pants coming down as she met her girlfriend in the loo. Monika tried to apologize to her as Zofia came in, but regretted opening her mouth right away as Zofia spun around and stuck her ass into her face!
BBLLRRRUURRSHHLLLRRSHHTT!
Monika yipped and heaved as Zofia returned the favor, sharting in her exposed maw! Zofia snickered as she got her revenge, removing her butt from Monika’s face after she got her payback. It moved down to Monika’s lap and she tapped the German’s thighs.
“Spread ‘em! As you can tell, I need to take a shit too,” Zofia declared, her butthole clamped shut tight so she didn’t make a mess over Monika’s lap.
Monika didn’t question her girlfriend, still gagging on the mouthful of nastiness she had just taken but obeying her request. It was just in the knick of time too; Zofia grunted and started to empty the solids from her intestines right after her lover opened her legs out! The poor toilet was choking, and a hefty pile of shit formed as both women fired off with a variety of farts, sharts, and straight turd rockets!
After over five minutes of straight power shitting and multiple flushes, the two were finally running low. The occasional plop would echo up as one of them managed to pinch off another poo, but that was it. Zofia had a relieved and victorious expression on her face as she won the battle with her bowels AND kept her girlfriend submissive at the same time! Monika was a mix of horny and humiliated, also feeling overstimulated and upset with Zofia from how she had gotten her back. It seemed rather immature to do something so nasty to her on purpose when her incident had been a total accident, though she didn’t speak up about it. They wiped their asses clean and flushed one last time before dismounting the toilet, moving back to the bomb room to collect all of the things they had left there, and finally leaving the training area once the house had been reset.
“We never speak of what happened in there again,” Monika told Zofia in the armory while they put their weapons and other gear up for the day, her face still cherry red.
“If you insist; I don’t know about you but I had a great time in there,” Zofia retorted, padlocking the cage containing her kit.
Before Monika could get a word in response, both of their phones would vibrate in unison. They looked at it and both went pale.
“Nice training you two got in today, I could tell you guys had each other’s rears covered,” Grace had texted them mockingly. Clips and screenshots of hidden camera footage of their self-absorbed side mission were attached to the text. “Now, I could spread this to some of the more gossipy gals, or you two can buy my silence by paying me a visit after dinner. The ball is in your court,”
The two were torn between what to do, but Zofia decided that meeting Grace’s demands would be the best course for them. Per the hacker’s instructions, they would eat dinner before walking to Grace’s room. The hacker answered before they even knocked, a huge grin on her face.
“Smart choice you two, come in,” she instructed, welcoming the couple inside. The room was unkempt and dirty; a pungent smell of unwashed ass crack, wet dogs, and junk food hung in the room. Grace hopped onto the couch and got on her back, ready to receive. “Both of you just… let loose on me. Once you are all done, I’ll call it even,” She beamed, ready to be their seat.
“Alright, whatever… I know you are recording this though, so if any footage from this or earlier today leaks out, there will be hell to pay Grace,” Zofia huffed, sitting on the Korean operator’s face while Monika watched.
“Mmmm, smells like victory down here!” Grace giggled as she got her way, her nose right up to Zofia’s asshole through her pants.
pplrrrruurraAARRRBBBBTTTT
Zofia let it fly in Grace’s face, leaning to the side further and further as the fart creaked out. Grace inhaled like a fiend and wrapped her arms tightly around Zo’s busty waist!
“Yeah, you better sniff it all down… if you’re going to make us go through all of this and let any of it go to waste, there will be consequences,” Zofia told her gruffly, trying to establish dominance in the situation, though Grace seemed unphased.
“Yeah yeah, whatever, what could you do to me that I wouldn’t love? Just shut up and fart,” Grace giggled while she filtered Zofia’s tainted air with her nose.
Zofia seemed to be steaming at the ears but didn’t have any retort back to Grace. Not one that would improve the situation at least!
BBRRRLLURRRARRBBBBTTT
She farted in frustration, Grace moaning cutely while she sniffed the stink up again! At least Zofia’s orders were honored as none of the scent leaked into the room.
FFLRRURRORRBBFFTT
ffllrrrpphhhht-bbllruurrRRrrRarrAAABBBB
BBRRROORRAAAPPPPP
bbbt-FFLLOORRRROORARRRRAAAARRRRRBBBBTTT!!!
Zofia was able to get a handful more nice, solid farts out for Grace before the tank ran out. Grace didn’t drop the ball and inhaled each bit of her meaty stink before the Polish woman got up to be replaced by Monika.
“Steak and potatoes for chow tonight? My compliments to the chef!” Grace snickered as Zofia got up, ecstatically welcoming Monika’s ass on her face with some kisses and sniffs.
“I’ll be sure to send the KP team your regards,” Zofia rolled her eyes as Monika settled in and set the tempo for this portion of the session.
SSSPLLRRBBTT!
It was a quick but wet and pungent poot from the German, though Grace seemed unphased.
“Don’t have another accident Monika!” she teased, moaning after taking her first huffs of the new scent. “Steak and potatoes, washed down by a beer. You and Eliza have identical diets, it is impressive how different your stinks are though,” Grace remarked, perhaps oversharing a bit!
“J-just sniff it in silence please,” Monika replied in a flustered voice, already going through a month’s worth of humiliation today!
Grace again honored the farter’s request and kept her mouth shut, savoring Monika’s harsh emissions while she could.
ppPLLllRRurrARrbbT!
BBRRRVVVRRRBBBTTT
VVBBRLUURROORRPPPST
Monika managed to get three more farts out, keeping her part short but sweet… or stinky in this case! Grace enjoyed her offering and let go once Monika’s tank ran out.
“We alright to leave now?” Zofia asked, her tone peeved, though she tried to keep the extent of her annoyance hidden. She didn’t want to piss Grace off when she still had blackmail on her and Monika.
“Yeah yeah, go ahead… I’m keeping the footage for personal use, but I won’t let it leak out unless you two give me a reason to,” Grace shooed them away, satisfied with the session.
Zofia and Monika left the bedroom in a hurry and got to their place. It was straight to bed after they changed to night clothes; they both had plenty of excitement for the day!