I've never looked through his bedroom. Honest. I haven't.Randy helped me bring my stuff in and store everything else in the garage to take back at the...end of the summer. He was slow in and out of my bedroom. He was looking around without moving his head that much. I smiled but didn't let him see me. I was mostly finished unpacking and getting back to normal. I had a wash in and needed to put everything in the dryer. Randy came by to see if I had anything to take down. I said no but could he. She looked at me: “Could you pass me a box from those, please" , "Certainly, Ma’am" I answered; and somehow we got chatting.She smiled at me, showing she was hotter than I had seen first.She told me her husband was very busy at work and he left her alone on her own during most part of the day. As we chatted she suddenly bent down for something off the bottom shelf and I did not miss my chance to look at her buttocks."Do you like what you see?" She hissed, with an evil smile…"I certainly do, of. You have almost two weeks before you reach the age of consent. If we were in Protection, Ted would be dead. We execute rapists and, before the age of consent, our rules say you were raped whether willing or not. I recognize your community's rules are different but I don't think George finds this unimportant. You didn't appear unwilling."She did have the grace to blush. "I didn't mean for us to be seen. He was fun but George is special." I agree. I also believe he saw too much. I now wonder. I’ll have a quick shower first.” I said giving myself a few gentle strokes. Before I could step away she slithered off the bed on to her knees and began stroking my cock. She grabbed my ankle with her free hand and guided my foot onto the bed. I had that Captain Morgan pose for only a moment before I felt her nuzzle my balls with her face. I was in no shape to stop her and her tiny hand on my cock was doing wonders. I had already tilted my head back and closed my eyes when I felt her take my.