They turned to face him and the one on the right was the one that replied.“We don’t know, Master. We ran away from our old home when our old Maste... beat us again this afternoon. We could not stay there any longer,” she replied.“Ran away?” Jason asked, startled. “What do you mean he beat you?”“Yes, it was the fourth time, Master,” the other girl, the one on the left answered in tears. Both girls then turned so that their backs were facing him and lifted up their sack dresses, revealing their. I didn't want to seem too obvious, afterall...A couple cars drove by and I could tell the men--much older than I expected (although I didn't really know what I was expecting)--slowing in both directions to get a look at me. The one's going up the hill, away from me, kept looking back at me in their rear-view mirrors.The look in their eyes absolutely titliated me, and gave me the courage--the desire, really--to keep walking to the top; the 'cruisey' area.As I walked around the first bend I. She nipped his bottom lip and teased it with her tongue. His hands moved into her hair as they kissed passionately. Their tongues exploring and teasing. She moaned into his mouth. She could not stop herself. She was getting out of control herself. She did not want to tease him anymore. Nor did she want to be gentle. She wanted him inside of her. To make her explode like only he could do. She tried to move her hips so she could move herself onto him. His hands went to her hips once more and. She felt wonderful. I felt her hard nipples on my chest. She pressed her hips against me and my wet cock. I hugged her to me and felt our fluids leak onto me. I kissed the top on her head."Yes, if that's what you want." I mean it.She said, "Thank you." I felt her tears. "We both know I fit better here than anywhere else. I wish it were different. If I were like Brooke... , but I'm not." You're as good as anyone, including Brooke. I don't want to hear that."She put her cheek on my chest. She.