When we got back to the house, we opened the door as quietly as we could, peeking in. Our clothes had gotten wet all over again and there hadn't been much point in putting them back on so we were still down to our underwear. After seeing that no-one was inside, we snuck in. We began hurriedly tip-toeing in when suddenly I hear a door creaking open. We scattered then, Isabella dashing for her room while I ducked inside the nearest bathroom. After closing the door, I tried to lock it but the lock seemed broken. Hurriedly I stripped off my clothes and stepped into the shower, turning it on. When the water warmed it felt really nice, and I sighed in relief and relaxation. A few moments later however my relaxation ended in alarm as the shower curtain was drawn aside to reveal Cassie, completely nude.
Instinctively I tried to cover myself, but she merely stepped behind me and wrapped her arms around me and began playing with both my nipples, pressing her body tight against mine. This made me groan from the pleasure and I uncovered myself, pressing my palms against the shower wall to steady myself.
"Oooh what a bad boy you've been! I saw you little sneaky rats. What have you been doing with Isabella half nude in the rain?"
I genuinely had no idea how to give a good answer to that.
"I...um...we...were looking for birds...and uh..."
"Uh huh. Very convincing," she cut in.
As she said this, she moved one hand from my nipple and traced it down my front until she reached my dick, at which point she traced the top of the shaft with her fingertips before forming a circle around the head and moving it down, beginning to stroke my flaccid dick. Immediately I began to harden, and she cooed as I reached full mast.
"At least your friend here gives honest responses."
I moaned again, and what began as gentle, slow strokes evolved into firm, rapid pumping. Pressed between her tits on my back and the wall in front of me, I felt like her pet which she pumped and milked as she wished. Delirious from the heat, I began to recall times when Cassie visited me in the loft, when I fucked Sarah, and just now when I received a lap dance from Isabella. My body went slack other than my arms and legs working to keep me upright, and I lost all reason and became a dumb animal for Cassie to milk. I heard myself let out a low, unintelligent groan.
In response Cassie whispered into my ear in a bewitching lilt,
"Mmm what an obedient little beastie! Maybe you can be domesticated yet."
Moving around now to my front, she placed one hand on my balls, the other resumed stroking my shaft, and she leaned in and kissed me forcefully, her tongue penetrating my lips. She pushed me back against the wall, and disentangling her mouth from mine she moved her lips to my nipple, licking, sucking and nibbling it as my back remained pressed to the wall. My hands went to the back of her head and her shoulder as I instinctively pulled her against me. I groaned again. Human language was beyond me at this point.
