Master did not acknowledge her, and kept riding. About an hour later, they arrived at a large field, filled with custom cars and motorcycles. They wer... greeted at the gate by someone that apparently knew Master well, as he waved them inside without stopping. Driving slowly to a shaded area under a large tree, he dismounted first and then helped her off the bike. "Don’t go away just yet," he chastised her. He opened the saddle bags on the bike and withdrew her implements of submission. First, a. Fuck ... this kid had been leaking like crazy. As my tongue sucked and licked at the warm moist fabric, I realized that as much as I wanted to keep these panties for my own use, there was too much risk in getting caught. I begrudgingly pulled them out of my mouth and returned them back the way I had found them; her sultry young taste still fresh on my tongue.Now for Sharon’s panties. I looked beneath her little denim skirt and spotted her panties. I pulled them out and found a sexy little pair. Look at your cock ... her mouth ... just let it all go ... come for me ... come for Jill..." Her hand moved faster, flying up and down, brushing my lips on the upstroke.I looked into Mark's eyes and saw the naked wonder, the moment when orgasm swamped his senses and removed all rational thought."O God ... Oh GOD ... OH GOOODDDDDDD!!!" He cried."Yes ... that's it ... mmm ... yes ... into her mouth ... oh you come a lot ... she'll like that ... More? Yes ... good boy ... let me milk it ... Now. The sky was made of close interlocked and frenetically detailed patterns tiles, blocks of colour and abstract shapes, the sort of things that Islamic temple designs loved so much. Blues reflected the colour of the sea, the sky, Jesse's eyes when he smiled at me. I painted the land we ran over in fat interweaving lines of heavy pattern; darker blues and greeny greys, a fast wet brushstroke that looked like speed. Bright flashes of splotched acid green to show where we had stamped our feet..