All right," he said. "Whatever you want."
He disappeared in the darkness, down the hall, back to the guest room. Randi took deep breaths to
make her pulse slow down. She tried to pretend that the whole thing had not happened.
She tried to control herself by gulping down the glass of iced tea. Then she went back to her room and
shut the door. She lay down on her bed, trying to forget about the incident in the kitchen.
But it was impossible. Her body burned. She touched the wet lips of her sizzling young cunt with her
fingers, recalling how he had touched her there. She knew he was only a couple of doors away, right
down the hall.
He's probably lying there thinking how he wants to fuck me, just like I'm lying here tonight, she thought.
But god, what if Laura ever found out? She'd kill me. And she'd have every right.
Randi finally removed her nightie, as she had originally planned. She ran her hands all over her feverish
body. Her smooth flesh glimmered in the moonlight that came through her open window. She cupped
her full young tits, trying to imagine Rick's lips on them, sucking wildly.
The fingers of her other hand found her swollen clit and rubbed it. She tried to imagine his cock inside
her. Moving in and out. God, I want him to do it! she thought desperately.
And then she thought she heard a very soft knock on her door.
"Who is it?" she asked in a loud whisper.
Slowly her door opened. Somebody slipped inside and closed the door again.
"I'm sorry, but I didn't want anybody to hear me," Rick said.
Randi forgot she was entirely naked until she saw the look in his eye as he came closer to the bed. He
was devouring her with his gaze. Rick could hardly tear his eyes from her beautiful jutting tits. Randi
remembered how she had just imagined his mouth all over them.
"Oh, Rick," she said in a soft voice, not knowing what to do.
She didn't make any effort to cover herself as he sat down next to her on the edge of the bed. His hands
came out and cupped her naked tits. His eyes burned with lust for her.
"Randi, you're so damned beautiful," he said. "I can't help it."
"What about Laura?"
He disappeared in the darkness, down the hall, back to the guest room. Randi took deep breaths to
make her pulse slow down. She tried to pretend that the whole thing had not happened.
She tried to control herself by gulping down the glass of iced tea. Then she went back to her room and
shut the door. She lay down on her bed, trying to forget about the incident in the kitchen.
But it was impossible. Her body burned. She touched the wet lips of her sizzling young cunt with her
fingers, recalling how he had touched her there. She knew he was only a couple of doors away, right
down the hall.
He's probably lying there thinking how he wants to fuck me, just like I'm lying here tonight, she thought.
But god, what if Laura ever found out? She'd kill me. And she'd have every right.
Randi finally removed her nightie, as she had originally planned. She ran her hands all over her feverish
body. Her smooth flesh glimmered in the moonlight that came through her open window. She cupped
her full young tits, trying to imagine Rick's lips on them, sucking wildly.
The fingers of her other hand found her swollen clit and rubbed it. She tried to imagine his cock inside
her. Moving in and out. God, I want him to do it! she thought desperately.
And then she thought she heard a very soft knock on her door.
"Who is it?" she asked in a loud whisper.
Slowly her door opened. Somebody slipped inside and closed the door again.
"I'm sorry, but I didn't want anybody to hear me," Rick said.
Randi forgot she was entirely naked until she saw the look in his eye as he came closer to the bed. He
was devouring her with his gaze. Rick could hardly tear his eyes from her beautiful jutting tits. Randi
remembered how she had just imagined his mouth all over them.
"Oh, Rick," she said in a soft voice, not knowing what to do.
She didn't make any effort to cover herself as he sat down next to her on the edge of the bed. His hands
came out and cupped her naked tits. His eyes burned with lust for her.
"Randi, you're so damned beautiful," he said. "I can't help it."
"What about Laura?"
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