I fucked Racy and she fucked me back. Fuck You!” She scrambled off the bed muttering to herself as she slammed the bathroom door shut. She had opened the curtains and was looking out at the endless blanket of white. Her pussy was tight but she didn’t resist, she didn’t cry out with pain. Not only was my libido overreacting, but I was starting to get emotionally attracted to her. I stretched out on the bed and started watching some movie with Tommy Lee Jones as an undercover cop stuck in a house with a troop of cheerleaders. I hooked my fingers into the waist of her sleeper bottoms and pushed them over her ass and down her legs. “Yeah, go back to sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up again.”
She rolled her head and followed me with her eyes when I stumbled into the bathroom. Racy lured me out of my funk by offering me motel room coffee then demanding I take her to breakfast. Her pussy was tight but she didn’t resist, she didn’t
