Cara's chin angled upwards as those fingers slide against her smooth, milky skin.  Her lips curl into a broader smile and she starts towards the door to their room, sashaying with wide hips beckoning to those behind her.  "Don't keep me waiting, then," she flirts as she passes Maria with a little spring in her step.  On arrival she holds open the door by leaning herself against its edge, one hand lifted up and draped over the top of the door's surface and one of her legs raised up and bent at the knee along its side, showing off while draping herself on the solid wood.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>