Scarlet Romance
“But what if someone comes…”
“That’s the idea, silly,” she breathes.
“No, I mean, what if someone else comes in…”
“I’ll keep a look out,” offers Laura helpfully.
“You can imagine I’m Scar Son if you like,” pleads Sandra, starting to squirm around on the bed, her hips writhing in sexual frustration while she fucks herself with two fingers inside her panties.