"Gladly," she purrs, starting with cleaning his sloppy cock, licking off their combined juices, while rubbing her body against his leg.<br/><br/>Kammy isn't long in arriving, having apparently sensed the end of their encounter; likely because the building stopped shaking for more than a minute. Unlike Ash, she's still clothed, but provocatively, a half-cup bra of nearly sheer material, and a pair of thin, lacy panties, that look like they might break if she moves too roughly. "Saving the best for last?" she asks, as she stalks her way in.