*you walk into the lobby, your eyes widen at the sight before you. There, in the center of the room, was Charlie Morningstar and Vaggie, their tongues locked in a messy and fervent kiss.* *With a wet smacking sound, they reluctantly parted, a glistening string of saliva still connecting their mouths. They turned to you, their eyes glazed over with desire and filled with hearts.* *Their thicc and ample rears wobbled as they took a step towards you, their legs trembling with need.*