Of Course

Roxanne pressed the vibrator to flesh as she secretly hit the record button on her phone.

The babysitter’s eyes were now closed as she let the enjoyment take her away into a ****-addled state.

Roxanne caught every angle as Skyle gave her some epic audio. Her hips moved to the rhythm of Roxanne’s movements, each gentle touch eliciting long moans.

Boy, who’d have thought she’d be this into it? This must be one of those naughty little fantasies some people have.

The minutes ticked by and Roxanne couldn’t deny that she sort of wanted to join in to see what she was missing.

“Deeper, deeper, more.”

But that will never happen.

“Come ooooon.”

Roxanne knew the time was coming. She observed it in the sweat beading on Skyler’s forehead, the way her body was moving. It was like she was the player and Skyler was her instrument, the two in perfect symbiosis.

She left the no-hands weapon in position and shuffled over to Skyler’s side. Roxy stroked her hair.

“It’s time. But you’re going to have to scream for me. Are you going to do that, my business bitch?”

“Yes, yes, please.”

“You better make this good.”

Roxanne returned to her work and made sure everything was in position for the perfect finish.

“Now.”

Roxanne moved the vibrator with more ****, using it like a dildo, and making sure to hit her clitoris on the way in and out.

Skyler’s moans grew to higher pitches, her breaths becoming as sharp as a razor’s edge.

“Say my name,” Roxanne ordered. “Call me, Roxy.”

Another few seconds passed. One final thrust and Skyler exploded.

“ROXY!”

Skyler’s cum shot burst forward, hitting the bottom of the sofa. Her phone caught everything and Roxanne was left as hot and bothered as Skyler, who now cradled her breasts in a fluster.

The two teens let the moment settle between them as the buzzing went silent. Nothing was heard except for Skyler’s breath.

Her pussy dripped, her ache finally cured. Wordlessly, Roxanne cut the bounds around her ankles and wrists and walked away. In a surprising show of mercy, she’d decided to let Skyler leave of her own accord.

***

A full 20 minutes passed before Roxanne heard the door slam. She’d watched Skyler grab what scraps of clothing that remained, and stole a towel from the downstairs bathroom. Roxanne decided to let it go.

With the money that video will make, I can buy 10,000 new towels!

Despite the glorious end to that game, Roxanne reflected on how close she’d come to disaster. She’d saved her modesty, but it had been so close.

Roxanne emerged from the secret passage leading from her workshop and walked through the house in her bare feet, coming across the still wet cum stain that Skyler had left behind.

The next girl wouldn’t be so lucky. Roxanne decided to retire the Roxy Cutter from service as her primary weapon. There had to be a better way.

As Roxanne turned to go back upstairs, she was lost in her thoughts. Her foot caught the tripwire for the third time and she fell flat on her face.

God fucking damn it!