Now, I couldn't wait for tomorrow to come.I stopped worrying about her reaction to the bondage but kept getting excited about it.I finally fell asleep...thinking about tomorrow.Morning came and I headed to school.Of course, it seemed to go on forever.The end of the day finally came and we walked to my house.We didn't even go up, we went straight into the basement and towards the locker.We started necking and I started to remove her shirt.She tried to stop me but I was persistent (I might have. "Okay, I saw a speck of grey in his beard," I answered, knowing I'd made a mistake before I'd finished the sentence. This was the kind of thing Kelley would have fun with, searching the guy's face for the speck of grey while trying to make me laugh at her.I watched her file that bit of information for future reference before clearing up another question. "What's a leaner?" Haven't you ever run into a leaner? They speak softly, and lean into to you so you'll be able to hear them, or so it would. Then Patrick took her doggy style. Sarah on all fours with Patrick behind with his arms firmly wrapped around her waist as he furiously fucked her from behind. Then Patrick laid on his back while Sarah impaled herself on his rock hard penis, bouncing up & down, riding him, her head thrown back as she loudly yelled out breathy sighs which turned Patrick on more as he thrusted his body upwards in synchronised mode with Sarah's thrusts. Afterwards it was back to missionary position with Sarah on. They were currently riding southeast, with the Karvanis looming to their west. The canyon that led back into Suravale was two days’ ride back northwest, the way they had come. Erik had hoped to have found the refugees by now and led them safely into the abandoned city, but they were proving difficult to locate.“For the tenth time,” Sylvia began in an irked tone. “You could let me scout.”For the tenth time, Erik shook his head. “No,” he said firmly, not taking his eyes off the horizon..