"Mills, Ray - Making The Bride's Maid" - читать интересную книгу автора (Mills Ray)"Oh, shit, who can that be?" Rick asked.
"I don't know. We'd better be very quiet." After a few minutes, they heard the toilet flush. Then the footsteps passed again. But they both knew by now that they had risked more than they should. Reluctantly, Rick pulled on his pants and kissed Randi once before slipping quietly out of her bedroom and going back down the hall to the guest room. Chapter 2 Randi felt awful seeing Rick go out the door, shut it behind him, and go to his own room. She was still naked and hot. His jism was still leaking back out of her cunt. Just fuck me and then go and marry my sister, eh? she thought ruefully. Somehow she felt really used and discarded. And yet she couldn't deny that it had been the best fuck ever for her. The heat hadn't gotten any better either. She checked the clock radio beside her bed and saw that it was shortly after midnight. Getting out of bed, she pulled on her jeans, first wiping away the last traces of Rick's cum. She didn't bother to put on any panties under them. Then she pulled on a loose silk shirt and went barefoot out into the back yard. She sat by the swimming pool a while, watching the moonbeams glimmer on the water. Then it suddenly occurred to her that one way to work out her anger and beat the heat at the same time would be to go for a swim. But she didn't want to go all the way back inside the house to get her swimsuit. What the hell, she figured. Everybody else was asleep anyway. What did it matter if she just went in naked? Nobody would ever know. Quickly, she slipped out of her jeans and her shirt. She slipped into the pool at the shallow end. The water was cool and wonderful. She swam the length of the pool once, then floated on her back. She must have been in the water about ten minutes when she suddenly felt eyes watching her. She began to peer up into the darkness around the edges of the pool. |
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