Cara walked away from Loft Manor, her tits on display and a feeling of freedom she had never felt before.
All those thoughts of responsibility and duty long gone, replaced with to suck and fuck as many cocks as she could find.
The idol she’d found in the dense jungle had done a real number on her after she’d rubbed it during cleaning. A flash of light, a sense of wonder, heat filling her body, and then… freedom.
As she’d left the main building she’d caught sight of herself in a mirror, her hair still in a pony tail, but no longer jet black. She’d pulled it out and let her long blonde locks fall down over her shoulders, and that was when she unbuttoned her top and took her too tight bra off.
Cara arrived at her garage and found exactly what she was looking for… Henry.
Henry had been her mechanic for years, he was a genius with a wrench, but today the only tool she was interested in was in his pants and she was willing to be he was just as good with it.
