Barstow, if your duties allow for it, why don't you sit and share the breakfast with us? You must be famished after this morning."John Barstow nodded ...nd gave a polite smile in return. "This is kind of you, and I accept gratefully."It was another hour before Priscilla reluctantly left the table. Amanda volunteered to raid Sir Hamilton's house for Priscilla's clothes, and Ned declared that he would accompany her. In the meantime, Mr. Barstow thanked his hosts and bade his farewell."That's not. It’s around 11.30 pm and someone is stroking my legs in the dark. I suddenly open my eyes and notice a well built guy caressing my legs all over with his hand and massaging his manhood through his pants. I am aroused but scared. The moment I get thoughts of someone raping me, I get more aroused than scared. I finally gather the courage to get up. The guy holds me tight and asks me to not move. He whispers into my ears ‘You are my bitch tonight, whether you like it or not!’‘Vishal, is that you?’. "You don't give you up do you sweet prince?"William chuckled. "I guess not." Ok come on now. Just follow me and I will lead you to the place I stay."William followed the girl. She walked fast and her long brown hair blew in the wind. William walked behind her until she finally came to a stop at a park near an oak tree. There was a large cardboard box with a few blankets and a small backpack. She set her bat down, which she probably used to protect herself."Well here is my little home, for. It took me completely by surprise, not so much because he kissed me but by his eagerness, his passion, and the fact that he rammed his tongue into my mouth.As we kissed, I felt him seeking and then probing my pussy with his fingers. My knees quickly turned to jelly and, knowing what was stirring between his thighs once more, I put my arms around him. While he continued sliding his tongue into my mouth and fingers in my pussy, I seemed to have no will of my own. I was so obedient and.