He’ll shoot me right here on the phone, and I’ll have no chance to live. He’ll shoot me and get away. The highway is right around the corner. He...��ll have time to escape before the 9-1-1 guy even pushes the button to call for an ambulance and the police. And where is the phone anyway? I don’t see it on my nightstand. Of all the fucking nights to leave it on the desk instead of next to the bed. I really have to be more careful. What if something happened? You moron! Something IS happening.. I got off the counter top and bent over putting my forearms on the countertop. Ben slid right in me. He grabbed my long curly hair. My head arched up. Ben is quiet when he has sex. Me on the other hand, I was screaming, "Oh god, oh fuck" as Ben continued pumping his dick in me. "Fuck me harder Tom" I continued thinking to myself. Ben doesn't last long. And soon enough, he pulled out and came over all my back and ass crack. "Lick it up" I said to him. "No. You're disgusting" he said. "Clean me. Of course I felt bad the morning after. Then I thought ‘It’s okay, you’ll never see him again.’ Sure enough that turned out to be false in so many ways. But tonight here we were, hooking up one again. I never thought i’d think it but i’m actually disappointed to see our fling come to an end. It’s been fun. However we don’t want to get caught. The more sex we have and the more we get to know each other the more our desire increases. It’s caused him to be out with me much more often than his own. Marcus naked?" asked Ruthie, pulling her nightgown slowly over her head. The gradual display of her slim torso was more erotic than she knew."More than once. He's really equipped, you'll see."I kept the stained shirt separate from my other clothes. I'd left my jockey shorts on for modesty, but my erection was plainly visible, stretching the material tight."Oh my, there's something big in there," said Ruthie, finally naked. She held one hand across her chest, easily covering her small breasts,.