After the Show

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"Man, that show was crazy!" Noel exclaimed as he wiped his bald head on towel. He handed it to me and took his water bottle.

"I'm glad they all liked it." I sniffed his towel in secret and rubbed it against me.

"Yeah. I'm so fucking tired but I still gotta shower," he complained. I wish he didn't shower and let me sniff his musk. Rub my face on his warm and sweaty balls while jerking off.

"Hey?" He interrupted my fantasy. I snapped out, "Oh yea, go get some rest." I smiled as he went into his hotel room. I stood in front of the door, still dreaming about him when I heard the shower turn on. I had an idea...

I opened his door with my spare keycard and went inside. He had thrown all his clothes on the floor. I picked his black boxers and smiled in excitement. They smelled way stronger than the towel. And they were damp.

I laid on the bed and rubbed the boxers all over me, starting from my face. I brought it back to my pussy and rubbed it. I have a better idea. I put the underwear on a pillow and began humping it. The thought of his sweat mixing with my pussy juice made me throb harder. Good thing I've been quiet, he'll never know-

"What the fuck, y/n?"

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