"How do you think it went?" Chloe was sitting on the bed cross-legged, nervously twisting her fingers together.
"I think it went just fine." Mark was having a hard time not staring at the wet curls covering her pussy that just peeped out beneath the hem of the shirt. Not to mention, the fact that his cock was growing longer and thicker again. He tried to focus on the video meeting they'd just had to distract himself. "You made a good impression on them. They agreed we should help you look for Melinda, didn't they?"
"I'm sure they think you're crazy for buying my story and dragging them into this." She looked down at her hands. "You have your own mission to take care of."