That answer really didn't make Tracey feel any better. They already thought of her as Heidi's little, worthless, slag and if they thought there were shagging that surely wouldn't help them get past that opinion of her. "Heidi," she said softly, still obviously concerned. "I don't know…"
Tracey shivered and gripped the edge of the dresser she was bent over as Heidi's fingers slid inside her. Despite her fear, her body was more than ready to yield to her lover. Wetness flooded her cunt and she could even hear Heidi's fingers moving inside her.
Conflicted, she didn't moved away from Heidi as her hormones began to win out over her fears.