Prank You Very Much!

Ricky just switched Eliza's glasses with an exact copy, little brat. Eliza comes in, grabs the fakes, sticks them on her face. Everything goes fuzzy—she just shrugs it off, figures she's wiped from railing her boyfriend all night. Ricky watches her leave, grinning like he already won. Next, he corners Elias in the hall, spins some bullshit story, and gets the dude out the door without so much as a goodbye to Eliza. With the path clear, Ricky slips into her room and yanks on Elias's shirt. She walks right up to him, kisses his cheek thinking he's her man—she can't see a damn thing past five feet. Later, bare-ass Ricky's loitering in the bathroom doorway when Eliza comes down the hall. He jumps in the shower, running hot already. She steps right in thinking it's Elias, soap and steam melting whatever doubt might've been left. Ricky grabs her tits, squeezes her ass, fingers her pussy before she can catch on. He sneaks into her bed after, cool sheets on his naked skin. She strolls in, fog in her eyes, thinking her boyfriend's back for more. Her hand finds his dick, strokes it lazy and sure. Down she goes, warm mouth sliding around the head, tongue flicking the shaft. Eventually she climbs on, lines him up, sinks down and freezes mid-breath. This cock feels thicker, fuller—definitely not Elias. She curses, caught. Ricky laughs in that cocky way he does and talks fast, keeps thrusting while she fights it. Next thing you know she's riding him hard, thighs slapping, moans leaking out around her fake anger. She stops pretending after the second orgasm hits.