SA KALAGITNAAN NG PAGKAIN NG HAPUNAN, binasag ni Stacey ang katahimikan.

"Anong oras na," aniya. "At malayo pa ang bibiyahein mo pabalik ng Tagaytay. Dito ka na kaya muna matulog?"

Napaiwas ng tingin si Marty. Nag-iisip-isip. Nagnakaw pa ito ng sulyap kay Renante. Bakit parang takot si Marty kay Renante? Stacey observed Renante, tahimik lang ito, nasa pagkain nito ang tingin.

"Masarap ba?" pukaw niya kay Renante kaya napaangat ito ng tingin sa kanya.

Stacey challenged him with a grin. "Masarap ba ang luto ko?"

Tumuwid ito ng upo. "Akala ko ba tinatanong mo si Marty kung gusto niyang matulog dito?"

She sighed and shifted her eyes on Marty. Nakuha niya ito sa tingin kaya sumagot na.

"S-Sige ba. May isa ka pa bang kwarto rito?"

Aba, parang ayaw nito maka-share sa kwarto si Renante. Hindi ba okay sa mga lalaki ang ganoong set-up? Yeah, right. Hindi naman talaga sila magkaibigan ni Renante kaya, posibleng hindi pa komportable si Marty dito.

"Meron pa, don't worry," she smiled at him reassuringly. Nasa pagkain na ulit ang mga mata ni Renante nang sulyapan niya. Nahihirapan itong kutsarain ang natitirang pagkain gamit ang isang kamay lang. "Need help?" presenta niya rito.

"No," mariin nitong sagot.

She shrugged. Sinubuan na lang ni Stacey ang sarili para manahimik na siya.

Matapos ihatid si Marty sa gagamitin nitong kwarto, nadaanan ni Stacey ang silid na ginagamit ni Renante. Napatitig siya sa pinto.

Mukhang wala siya sa mood kanina. Naiirita siguro siya dahil sa bandage niya.

Lumapit siya sa pinto. Kumatok. Ilang saglit lang at sumilip mula sa likuran niyon si Renante. His eyebrows furrowed.

"Yes?" salubong nito sa mga mata niya.

"Kamusta na ang kamay mo?"

"Hindi naman masakit," tipid at seryoso nitong sagot.

Lumingon-lingon sa paligid si Stacey bago tinanong si Renante. "Nagagalit ka ba na pinatulog ko rito si Marty?"

"Ano ba kasi ang dapat niyong pag-usapan? Hindi ba magkikita kayo in relation sa stalker mo?" paniningkit ng mga mata nito sa kanya. "Kanina naman, wala siyang nasabing kahit ano na makakatulong sa problema mo."

"Sorry. I forgot," iwas niya ng tingin dito. "It's my fault. Dapat pinaalala ko iyon sa kanya. Pero alam mo naman kung ano ang nangyari kanina, 'di ba?" balik ng mga mata niya rito. Stacey sighed in frustration and confessed. "Fine. I did not bring it up because I want to forget about it for a while, okay? Mr. Villaluz? I want to stay sane."

Napasinghap na lang siya dahil sa kalagitnaan ng paglilitanya, nilakihan ni Renante ang pagkakabukas ng pinto. Nakahakbang na ito palapit sa kanya at ngayong abot na siya ng braso nito, kinabig siya ng binata at niyakap. Dama niya ang paglapat ng pisngi nito sa gilid ng ulo niya.

Her mouth parted a little in shock.

Humagod ang isang kamay nito sa likod niya bago dahan-dahang humiwalay. His eyes intently stared into hers.

"Pasensya na rin. Inisip ko dapat kung ano ang nararamdaman mo. Of course, you're not yet ready for that discussion after what happened."

O...kay? Himala, hindi nakipagtalo si Renante sa kanya. Umatras siya ng kaunti. Nakaramdam ng panghihinayang ang katawan niya habang palayo ng palayo mula sa pagkakayakap nito kanina kay Renante.

"Get some sleep, Mr. Villaluz," she politely smiled. "You'll need more rest for your hand to heal faster."

"Mababaw lang itong sugat ko. Masakit lang ngayon pero wala namang bali ang buto ko. This will be fine in three to four days."

"I know," sarkastiko niyang sagot. "Narinig ko ang sinabi ng doktor. Stop lecturing me."

He just scoffed, returning her sarcasm with a sarcastic kind of gaze from his eyes. Pinanlakihan niya ito ng mga mata.

That audacity to look at her like that!

Umatras na ito at hinagilap ang door knob. Muntikan pa nitong gamitin ang nakabendang kamay, nakasanayan na kasi ni Renante. Buti na lang at na-realize agad ng binata. Nakahawak na ngayon ang ayos nitong kamay sa seradura.

"Be alert, ha?" pahabol niya sa lalaki na isasara n asana ang pinto.

He gave her a stare... Then a heart-staggering gentle smile followed.

"I'll be careful."

Nahihiyang nginitian niya ito. Nang sumara ang pinto, ayaw pang umalis ng mga paa ni Stacey sa tapat niyon. Pero nakumbinsi din niya ang sarili na bumalik sa sarili niyang kwarto. She got changed into a silk robe and slipped under the thick blankets. Panay ang biling niya sa higaan. Sa huli, tumagilid siya ng higa at inipit ng pisngi ang magkasalop na mga palad.

The soft light from the lampshade touched her face. Stacey looked peaceful, yet her mind was haunted with so many bothers.

Her stalker was the last thing on her mind.

She was more occupied with thoughts of Renante— his gentle smile, how he punched that kidnapper, how hard he felt when she sat on his lap... how his lips tasted so good.

Stacey could not help biting her lower lip. Then groaning, so frustrated of herself.

Hindi dapat ganito ang inaakto niya!

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THE NIGHT WENT ON. Renante was sleepless. He decided to leave the room and checked on Marty first. The door was locked. Repressing the tension, he checked on Stacey's room. Nakakandado rin ang pinto. He felt restless. He knew Stacey locked the door for her safety but he remain restless, worried, concerned. Lumabas siya ng bahay at inikot iyon para isa-isahin ang mga bintana. Sarado naman lahat ng iyon. Tinulak-tulak pa niya ang mga salamin niyon para makasigurado.

Dapat mapalagay na si Renante doon. Pero hindi. Hindi pa rin siya makatulog.

Umupo siya sa salas. Natulala. Hindi niya alam kung ano ang pagkakabalahan. Dahil nasugatan ang isa niyang kamay, tinamad na siyang kunin ang laptop at gamitin para mag-check ng e-mails. Napadpad siya sa kusina. Nagtimpla ng kape. Bumalik siya sa salas, sumimsim ng kape nang mapalamig iyon ng kaunti.

Palipat-lipat ang tingin ni Renante sa pinto ng kwartong gamit ni Marty at yung kay Stacey.

Wala pa rin siyang tiwala sa lalaking iyon.

Inangat niya ang mug at uminom na naman ng kape.

Ano ngayon kung wala siyang tiwala sa lalaking iyon? Ibig sabihin ba niyon, hindi siya matutulog para lang magbantay dito?

What the hell was he doing?

Iniwan niya sa coffee table ang kape. Pumunta sa kwarto. Pagbalik niya, dala na niya ang cellphone. Ginamit niya ang cellphone nang nakapatong sa mesa. He called Stacey's phone.

Hindi pa naman siya nakakaisang minuto ng paghihintay pero hindi pa rin siya mapakali. Upon hearing her voice, he was finally relieved.

Renante?

"Nagising ka ba ng phone call ko o... gising ka pa rin nung tumawag ako?"

He heard her tired groan. Ano ba ang tinawag mo, ha?

Mukhang nakulitan ang babae sa tanong niya. Napakaikli talaga ng pasensya nito. So, to combat Stacey's impatient nature, he remained calm.

"I just called to remind you that if you need help, just give me a call. Dito sa cellphone ko. Or just shout. Maririnig naman kita siguro sa kwarto ko."

There was a short silence before she managed to reply. One question first, Mr. Villaluz.

"Yes?" seryoso niyang sagot, halos pigil niyang sumabog ang dibdib.

There was this tension again. He didn't know what to expect from Stacey. What would she ask this time?

If I tell you, that I have already forgiven you. Will you leave?

His jaws tensed. Humigpit ang kamay niya sa hawak na cellphone. Dumiin ang gadget sa tainga niya.

"If I'm convinced, Ms. Vauergard. Then it means my mission is done."

So will you leave?

Renante disconnected the call. Napasandal sa backrest ng sofa. Napakawalan niya ang pinipigilang hininga nang maibagsak ang kamay sa sofa. Lumuwag ang pagkakahawak niya sa cellphone. He stared at nowhere. Mabilis ang naging pagtaas-baba ng kanyang dibdib.

Pinihit niya ang ulo. Nakasandal iyon sa ibabaw ng backrest habang nakatanaw sa pinto ng kwarto ni Stacey.

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HER STALKER WAS THE LAST THING ON HER MIND.

She was more occupied with thoughts of Renante— his gentle smile, how he punched that kidnapper, how hard he felt when she sat on his lap... how his lips tasted so good.

To make it worse, he called her phone. Kinamusta siya. Pinaalalahanan na nasa kabilang kwarto lang ito kung kailangan niya ng tulong.

Hindi kaya... may gusto na siya sa akin? titig ni Stacey sa kisame.

Kung may buhay lang ang unan, naghihingalo na iyon sa higpit ng yakap niya.

"Ah! Of course not!" her voice was whispery. "He cares for everyone. He cares for Sonny. He cares for Kylie. He cares for Vernon... He makes sure everyone is safe. He cares for everybody!" Then she softened. "Magkakagusto ba ako sa kanya kung... kung hindi siya ganoong klaseng tao?"

Nakakainis. Bakit may mga lalaking tulad ni Renante? Mga lalaki na napakamaalaga, mabait at concerned sa lahat ng tao sa paligid nito?

At bakit naman nagrereklamo siya? Hindi ba maganda iyon? Magandang ganoong klase ng lalaki si Renante. Sana marami pang mga lalaking katulad ni Renante. Mga lalaking ganoon kabait.

She sat up. Her fingers combed her hair up her bangs.

Napatitig siya sa pinto. Ilang minuto na ang nakakalipas mula nung pinutol ni Renante ang phone call kanina.

Gising pa kaya siya?

Sa hindi malamang dahilan, napadpad na naman sa katawan ni Renante ang imahinasyon niya. Sariwa pa sa alaala niya ang pagtanggal sa butones ng shirt nito. It was a slow torture, his skin was teasing her to undress him quick. But if she did that, she would only have a short chance of being that physically close to Renante.

Nahilamos niya ng kamay ang mukha.

Her heart was pounding. What could have happened if their kiss was not interrupted?

Parang namimintig na rin ang mga labi niya. Nauuhaw. Nasasabik.

Bitin.

Nabitin siya sa nangyari kanina. Sigurado si Stacey sa bagay na iyon. She remained hot and wanting him. Fighting her feelings with rationality was no use. Her body and heat knew no reason when ti comes to Renante.

Bakit kasi hindi na lang niya pinaghintay sa labas si Marty?

"Oh, Renante," there was a soft torture in her moan. Nilisan niya agad sa kama.

Pumunta agad siya sa pinto ng kwarto ni Renante. Kumatok. Nagmamadali. Nangangalabog. She wanted to wake him up as soon as possible. She wanted to make it loud so that he would hear.

She needs him now. Right now.

Siyang sulpot ni Renante. Galing ito sa kusina, hinugasan ang ginamit na mug. Nagtatakang lumapit ito sa likuran niya.

"Stacey?"

She turned and was met by his dark, worried gaze. His jaws tensed as he pulled her close. Pagkartapos, alertong nilibot nito ang mata sa paligid.

"What happened?" he asked her, lowering his voice only made him sound sexily husky to her ear.

Stacey never felt more hot and alive than ever. His hands on her arms already excited her. Now she wanted him to hold her tighter. Lumayo siya rito, binuksan ang pinto ng kwarto at hinila papasok si Renante. Then she left him there to lock the door.

"Stacey, ano'ng nangyari?" nag-aalala nitong kompronta sa kanya. "Pinasok ka ba sa kwarto mo? You had threats again? What—" nanlaki ang mga mata nito nang ilapat niya ang mga kamay sa dibdib nito. She pushed Renante.

He frantically stepped back, confused. Checking his feet so he would not stumble while walking backwards, then shifting his questioning eyes on her.

Ang lalaking ito talaga... Halimaw sa kama pero bakit may pagka-inosente pa rin?

"Stace," mariing wika nito sabay hinto.

She didn't mind. Stacey gave him one strong shove and Renante already bounced on the bed.

Nahigit ng lalaki ang paghinga. Napapikit saglit dahil sa gulat bago siya tinapunan ng matalim na tingin.

"What is this for?" he panted.

Tinatanggal na niya ang pagkakatali ng roba sa bewang. "What do you think?"

Initsa niya sa kung saan ang tali. Ewan kung saan niya nahagis iyon. Hindi niya maalis-alis ang mga mata niya kay Renante kasi. He looked so hot in his striped shorts. In his fitting v-neck shirt. His clothes hugged his hard, sexy frame. Other girls would underestimate that for not being that bulky muscular, but hell, his body was not what meets the eye. Napakalakas ni Renante. Matindi ang stamina.

"Horny?" a smirk crept at the corner of his lips.

"Horny? No!" bagsak ng roba niya sa sahig.

Now she stood in front of him in her silk shorts and spaghetti strap top. Both were luxury sleepwears that she bought from Italy when she used to live there. They remained her favorite pieces.

"Then explain why you're giving me that look," he darkly challenged.

Napapiksi ang puso niya sa tiim ng titig nito. And look? What look was he talking about? Paano ba niya titigan ngayon ang lalaki? Was she intensely gazing at him now? Was it making him feel hot all over?

It should. He was smirking. His gaze was soldering.

"A reward..." Damn, the heat is making her pant. "You... You deserve a reward."

He chuckled lowly. "A reward?"

Fuck. A reward? Damn, she's lying. Stacey knew she was lying to Renante... and to herself. Now she looked like a joke in front of him.

Pero ano ba ang mangyayari kapag sinabi niya ang totoo? Nilinaw na naman sa kanya ni Renante kung para saan ang pagtulong nito sa kanya, kung para saan ang paglapit nito sa kanya. He just wanted to make things good between them. He didn't mind having sex with her in the process. Why would he mind? Ganoon naman ang mga lalaki, 'di ba? Hindi big deal ang sex sa kanila?

How Stacey wished she would be proven wrong one of these days.

How she wished a man would let her know that having sex with her is a big deal. That it matters. That it meant more than just sex. More than just pleasure. More than just fulfilling a need. More than just a feeling...

"For what?" dugtong ng lalaki.

"For saving my life," she said breathily, pulling off her top.

At naitsa sa kawalan ang hinubad niyang damit. Binaba niya ang mga mata sa binata. Napasinghap nang masungkit ng paa nito binti niya. Napasigaw siya nang bumagsak padapa dito. Her breasts pressed close to his crotch. Tinukod ni Renante ang isang siko para iangat ang sarili. Then he shamelessly clutched on her hair. Hinila siya nito pataas sa paraang iyon. Stacey was left with no choice but to follow, to crawl over his body until their faces leveled with each other.

Sinunggaban siya nito ng halik. Tutugon na siya nang lumayo ito.

"Better give me the reward I deserve," mainit nitong hamon sabay bitaw sa buhok niya..

Stacey pushed him to bed and straddled Renante.

"Yes, Mr. Villaluz," she said huskily, reaching for the bottom of his shirt.

Hinubaran na niya ito, maingat pagdating sa sleeves dahil sa nakabenda nitong kamay. Then she, took off his pants. Stacey showed off a bit, stroking and massaging her breasts while she was positioning herself on top of him.

Mainit na pinanood siya ng lalaki. Mga mata pa lang nito, sinisilaban na siya sa pagnanasa.

She could not help parting her lips to help her breathe.

Umupo na siya sa mga hita nito. Inabot ang nakalantad nitong armas. She stroked him up and down. Napatingala ang lalaki. Napapikit. Kita sa pagtikom ng mga labi nito ang labis na pagtitimpi. Binilisan pa niya. And that made him sigh. Tumingin siya at nakita na nangangalahati na ang paninindig nito.

Stacey could help him with that.

Yumuko siya at sinubo ito. She began with the tip and sucked. Renante hissed. His good hand frantically reached for her head, clutching her hair. Pinasok pa niya ang kahabaan nito sa bibig. She swirled her tongue around, coating him with her spit to make him slicker. Sumipsip pa siya.

Oh, God. If she it wouldn't hurt Renante, she would suck him really dry.

Dama niya ang pagkilos ng binata. Tinukod na naman nito ang siko para iangat ang pang-itaas na katawan. He wanted to see her better. Renante parted his legs for her so she dunked her head low in a swift strike. Pasok. Sagad. Inangat niya agad ang ulo. Humihila ang pagsipsip niya sa ari nito.

"Ah! Shit! That's so good!" he muttered with an underlying moan.

She lifted her eyes on him. Her gaze was hot and filled with pride. She could not help smirking. Nahuli niya kasi ang gulat na ekspresyon sa mukha ng lalaki. His mouth remained dropped open as his eyes caught hers. Renante immediately changed the way he looked. He was shadowed with shame. How dare she catch him with his guard down.

"More," he gritted.

Tinulak niya ito pahiga. "Then stay down," she demanded.

He was now under her glory. She went down again. Her mouth moved up and down. Kumiskis ang mga labi niya sa kahabaan nito habang pabalik-balik itong lumalabas-pasok sa kanyang bibig. He was instantly erect. She almost choked as she took him all in, his tip reaching the entrance of her throat. Stacey pulled her head up and coughed. And panted. Her spit was all over his cock, dripping on her chin.

Yet Renante's gaze remained on her. Nakaabang ito ngayon. Nagtataka kung bakit ang tagal niyang sumubo ulit pero hindi naman siya pine-pressure nito.

She enjoyed the taste of victory. It was visible on how hazy Renante's eyes looked. His eyebrows met, softening his gaze as he pushed her head down. Muli siyang sumubo. Pinadaanan ng dila ang buong kahabaan nito habang pataas na ang paghagod ng bibig niya.

"A-Ahhh..." tingala nito, mariin nitong pikit kasabay ng pag-ungol at buntong-hininga.

Her hands stroked Renante's thighs. Binilisan pa niya ang pagsubo dito. Sumipsip pa siya at nilaro-laro ng dila ang kahabaan ng binata. He immediately pulled her head up.

"Fuck me. Fuck me already," he panted.

Stacey wiped her mouth and chin with the back of her hand. Dali-dali siyang kumandong dito. Hinagod-hagod ng kamay ang naninindig nitong kahabaan bago niya inangat ang puwitan. Her eyes searched for Renante's and he stared back, intense this time. The anticipation made them hot and tensed.

He grabbed on her hip, digging his fingers on her skin.

Binaba ni Stacey ang tingin, tinutok si Renante sa entrada niya.

She gasped as his tip touched her slit. Just a little move of her hip and he successfully slid in.

But that was only the tip. Dahan-dahan siyang bumaba, gumugusot ang mukha dahil unti-unti siyang pinupunit habang pabaon ito ng pabaon sa kanya.

"A-Ah..." nulas sa kanyang mga labi nang mawalan ito ng pasensya.

Renante was still grabbing her hip, so he pulled her down.

"Ah!" daing niya sabay lipad ng kamay niya sa pisngi nito.

Malutong ang sampal. Hinablot tuloy ng lalaki ang pulsuhan niya at piniga siya sa bandang may buto.

"Shit!" she sneered at him, starting to ride Renante at well.

"That's for slapping me," he released her and held her hip. Inalalayan ng kamay nito ang balakang niya para maging pasuyod ang pagsakay niya rito. She motioned back and forth, her inner muscles squeezing his cock while stroking it up and down.

"Binigla mo ako, eh!" angil niya rito. This time, she was holding on to his good shoulder. Nakatukod naman ang isa niyang kamay sa dibdib nito.

"Ang tagal mo," anas nito sabay piga sa puwitan niya. "Kanina pa ako naninigas."

There they go again. Arguing again.

"Puro ka reklamo," giling niya rito.

"Ah—ah—" tigil nito sa paghagod sa puwitan niya. Mahigpit na napakapit doon ang lalaki.

Stacey sunk her face on his neck and began twerking.

"Stace! Ah! Oh shit! Ah!" he hissed, he moaned and groaned and tightened his grab on her butt.

He threw his head back, closed his eyes and bit his lower lip. He grunted a bit, trying to control himself from the early cum. He didn't want to end this yet. Kailangan ni Renante magpigil-pigil.

Humihingal na siya sa sobrang init ng nararamdaman. Her libido was tickled by the feeling of having Renante's hard cock scratching and rubbing against her clenching muscles. She was pounding from head to belly. Her legs were starting to ache but that was least of her concerns now.

"Bilisan mo!" ungol ng lalaki na tinataas-baba na rin ang balakang.

"Oh! Wow!" dilat niya kasunod ng pag awang ng mga labi. It felt so much better now! Ang sarap kapag ganito kabilis! She pushed to go faster, her body sliding against Renante's. Sa sobrang sarap, unti-unti nang nag-iiba ang inog ng paligid. Naging nakakahilo na ang makamundong sarap.

Hindi na siya nakakilos. Tuloy-tuloy na ang pamamasa niya nang ulusin siya ng ulusin ni Renante. He swerved his hips upward to fill her in, the pushed her lower to hit her deepest spot.

"Ahhhh!" manginig-nginig na angat ng ulo niya mula sa pagkakasubasob sa leeg nito.

"Ah! Shit!" daing ng lalaki, pinangtukod na kasi nito ang nakabendang kamay para makaupo ng deretso.

Mabilis na dumakma ito sa dibdib niya at marahas na sumipsip. A tear beaded at the corner of her eyes. He sucked her with lips and teeth, tugged her nipple hard and flicked her repeatedly with his tongue.

Now her wetness began slithering down her thighs.

"Oh, God, Renante..." she moaned, almost out of breath.

He tossed her on the side of the bed. Nang mapatihaya, mabilis siyang pinatungan nito, pinasukan at binayo. Binayo pa siya nito ng binayo. His hand combed her hair up before clutching what he collected on the top of her head.

Napatingala na lang siya.

"Renante... Oh! Renante... Ah! Ah! Ah!" salo niya sa bawat sagad-sagarang pag-ulos ni Renante.

He responded with a grunt, with a puff of breath, with a pant. Bumayo ito at giniling ang balakang padiin kaya napadilat siya sa lalim ng pagkakabaon nito. Lumalim pa ng lumalim kaya napugto saglit ang paghinga niya. Bumaon sa mga braso nito ang mga daliri niya. She was still for a moment before surrendering by closing her eyes.

He smacked and slammed inside. His pelvis almost shattering hers as they collide. His strong legs added force to his every push and penetration.

"Oh... oh..." Stacey was starting to grow weak.

Hindi mawala ang paggusot ng mukha nito dahil tinitiis ang sakit ng pagkakatukod ng may bendang kamay sa kama. His other hand clutched her hip to make sure she would stay firm in her position, with a part-time job of massaging and squeezing her breast. Stacey thought moving her hips would relieve her but no, the more he just hit the most tittilating spots. May kaakibat na pag ungol sa bawat pagsundot nito.

Then he finally dropped, his sweaty chest pressed against her soft breasts. Yumakap ito sa kanya kaya pumulupot na rin ang mga braso niya sa leeg nito. He slowed down a bit, panting against her neck as he snuzzled there. Nanlalambot na si Stacey, nanunuot na ang panlulupaypay ng katawan pero sige pa ng sige. Binuka pa niya lalo ang mga hita, inarko niya ang katawan para lang magdikit ulit ang mga dibdib nila. Her hands wandered all over his body, filmed with sweat. Damn, he still smelled so good.

Tumapat ang mukha nito sa kanya, hinanap ang mga labi niya kaya tumingala siya para masambot ang mga labi nito. They kissed hungrily, her shaky hand reaching his jaw to hold him in place. He was sliding in and out. Mas mabilis dahil matindi na ang panlalagkit nila sa pagitan ng mga hita.

Humiwalay ang mga labi ni Renante. Her eyes searched and met his gaze. Namumungay ang mga mata nito kaya nagulat siya nang sagarin nito.

"Ah!" ungol niya habang nakatitig sa mga mata nito.

He gripped her hip and began rowing faster.

"Ah... Renante... Ahh..." pamimilog ng mga mata niya. She was struggling with their staring match now. Her eyes wanted to roll back. Stacey blinked and winced to fight it.

Her body rocked back and forth some more, slammed and in possession by Renante.

And his deep, hard thrusts.

"Renante!" iyak niya.

Mababaliw na yata siya. Heto na naman ang pamilyar na sarap. 'Yung sarap na binigay sa kanya noon ni Renante. Her head was starting to feel spacey. Ito na ba ang langit. Ito na naman ba ang...

"Oh!" pitik ng katawan niya pataas.

The orgasm. She was already restless. Her body was dancing and aching.

Yet her insides... she felt so high and hot and horny.

Manginig-nginig na humablot siya sa mga braso nito.

"R-Renante!" makaawa niya. Kapag hindi pa ito tumigil, sasabog na siya.

This is too much. Too much. Manlulupaypay na siya sa sarap.

"Ah— Ah—" mulat niya bago ito mabilis na humugot.

He moaned and squeezed his cock. Napasinghap siya nang pumutok ito at tumalsik iyon sa tiyan niya, sa puson. Stacey's eyes almost blurred as she watched him jack it all out. His white cum all over her body... hotly smeared on her skin.

Ang dami. Ang dami,dami... She shuddered at the thought. Shuddering because it was overwhelming yetamazing that she did that. She did all that to Renante.