his shaft, but even so Fuck, it’s tiny! And my … God, so perfect! There was no way Pete was going to watch this from the booth. The cover story was already forming in his head as he ran for Lucy’s door. The girl sounded distressed so he went to check on her. Most natural thing in the world, right? No way could he have foreseen she’d have her panties off and her legs spread. He closed the door behind him and went to the foot of her bed where he could look straight down the barrel of her wet and open sex. So lovely and so ready! Lucy was … slowly undulating her hips in a convincing display of rising to meet a gently thrusting cock; moaning and gasping her obvious pleasure. Pete’s gaze travelled up her slim form, stopping briefly to enjoy the outline of her erect nipples beneath the nightie, and then further up to her parted, gasping lips and oh … Jesus fuck her eyes! Open! And staring back … at Pete. he said, suddenly fearful again of “Lucy?” being caught. you okay?” “Are No response, she just lay there staring; but right at him! That was the most unsettling thing, she was definitely aware of him. Can you hear me?” no “Luce? response. Well not no response, exactly; she was still slowly pumping her hips and moaning, and if anything her pussy was even wetter than when he came in. Pete moved to his left and Lucy tracked his movement with her eyes. Weird! Hot, but weird. He walked up beside the bed “Sweetheart?” and sat on the edge, watching her small, aroused body. there something you want?” “Is There was something Pete wanted, and he
his shaft, but even so … Fuck, it’s tiny! And my God, so perfect! There was no way Pete was going to watch this from the booth. The cover story was already forming in his head as he ran for Lucy’s door. The girl sounded distressed so he went to check on her. Most natural thing in the world, right? No way could he have foreseen she’d have her panties off and her legs spread. He closed the door behind him and went to the foot of her bed where he could look straight down the barrel of her wet and open sex. So lovely … and so ready! Lucy was slowly undulating her hips in a convincing display of rising to meet a gently thrusting cock; moaning and gasping her obvious pleasure. Pete’s gaze travelled up her slim form, stopping briefly to enjoy the outline of her erect nipples beneath the nightie, and then further up to her parted, gasping lips and … oh Jesus fuck … her eyes! Open! And staring back at Pete. “Lucy?” he said, suddenly fearful again of being caught. “Are you okay?” No response, she just lay there staring; but right at him! That was the most unsettling thing, she was definitely aware of him. “Luce? Can you hear me?” no response. Well not no response, exactly; she was still slowly pumping her hips and moaning, and if anything her pussy was even wetter than when he came in. Pete moved to his left and Lucy tracked his movement with her eyes. Weird! Hot, but weird. “Sweetheart?” He walked up beside the bed and sat on the edge, watching her small, aroused body. “Is there something you want?” There was something Pete wanted, and he
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