X-Men Porn Story: ROGUE 3
She… they’d both had sex!
“Oh, geez,” Rogue thought to herself. “This… is NOT happening! How in… why is… how did we get like this?” Looking away, she let her gaze drop to the floor of her bedroom… spying the crumpled remains of her party clothes and Rahne’s pajamas, piled haphazardly next to her bedside. The memories of the previous night came bubbling back through her foggy mind: the party, the music, as well as someone spiking the punch…
Her thoughts were interrupted by another sleepy sigh at her back. Rahne’s arm tightened around her slightly, pressing her back against her bedmate snuggly. She started to pull away, realizing her own state of undress, but the arm around her tugged her back under the sheets. At the same time, the sleeping girl nuzzled her face against her shoulder, humming in a deep, contented tone as her body fitted like a complimenting puzzle piece against a taut belly and slim thighs.