"My parents are fighting again, Mathew." Im sorry my dear, but we should leave then, while their busy."With that, we were off. We ran through the wood... for only a few minutes, but my feet grew heavy the first step. I love Mathew, and if my father finds out we ran away, I may never see him again.We decided not to go to his house, for fear that my parents may look there first. We ended up laying in a medow. We both layed there for quite some time before Mathew began talking."So what is it your. They would be monitored both by the alarm company and by me as well on the smart phone. If we had to rush back we could do so. I loaded both shotguns into the truck just in case that became necessary. My truck had that small rear passenger compartment, so we propped a shotgun on each side of the rear area. I missed my rear window gun rack, but I would never be able to get to the shotgun fast enough, if I were to use one of those racks.The thrift store was on the highway into Williamston. I. "I just love big white titties". He had stepped completely out of his pants but kept his shirt on as he laid down on his back on the mattress. I straddled his waist and holding his rock hard black dick eased myself down on to him. As soon as his cock entered my pussy, my first big orgasm hit as my whole body shook and I let out a loud moan. I lowered myself completely onto his manhood relishing the feeling of being fully stuffed. I rocked back and forth some as he moved his hips around also. As. "So he is trying to pull up his pants, but I grabbed him right by his dick and yell, 'Jack you peeping Tom! What the fuck do you think you're doing?' He just stammers and sputters so I twist his cock making him yelp and squeeze out some of his ooze, but he starts talking how it was all Russ's plan to blackmail me back for the picture I took of him."I recoil instinctively at the pain Jack must have gone through and felt bad for him, but Katey asked, "What picture?" Oh, I only took it yesterday.