Between Two Naughty Wolves
Lydia’s eyes locked onto mine and went wide with sheer panic.
“Oh, shit!” She scrambled off the guy, nearly falling over in her haste. She lunged for the camera and fumbled with the buttons until the little red light finally went off. “Ms. Hayes! This… this isn’t what it looks like!”
I glanced around the room, taking in the lights, the camera and the lube bottle on the floor next to a half-eaten sandwich and I shrugged.
“Really? Because it looks exactly like a p**n shoot.”
Lydia, remembering she was naked, grabbed a silk robe from a nearby chair and bundled herself into it but the guy on the couch, however, didn’t move. He just lay there, grinning at me like a used car salesman.
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