"Why?"She rolled her eyes. "Because that way I can jump your bones and not have to feel guilty about Dennis." Diana put on a comical face, exaggerated...in its helplessness. "I mean, it's mind control!" She started chewing her finger, playing the victim. "Oh, whatever is a girl to do?" She laughed and winked.I sighed. "This is just the mojo talking."She pulled up the chair as close as possible and leaned in to my face, our lips almost touching, looking in my eyes. "Pay attention, buddy, because. ... You’re so... Just keep going Owen.”Hearing her babble made Owen smile, he leaned in and started kissing her, that’s when she wrapped her arms around his neck and started thrusting back to meet his inward push. She clung to Owen, mashing her breasts against his chest. Owen cradled her lovingly against himself as she moaned and dug her nails into his back. “Oh Owen, Owen, make me cum again. I’m close, Owen so close!”“Me too Abigail, I’m about to cum.” He slipped one hand up into her hair. “ANYBODY OUT THERE?!?!?”The young man sighed.'Well, I wanted to rest more. Guess I got no choice now...'* * * * *“Ow...”Luis felt a light jab on his ass and his weary eyes opened. Mosquito bite? Was one of the ropes digging into his butt? He was too tired to care. He started to drift back off.“OW!!!”The jab returned, more insistent this time. It was definitely something sharp. He fought through the mental cobwebs of heavy sleep and twisted himself in the netting. Looking down, he realized he. However, rest would not come to her this very early morning, as just as her eyes began to close, the first sounds of movement outside of her tent sprang to life. The camp would, once again be awakened for another day. It didn’t take long for the camp to come bustling to life. The sounds of the slaves around the camp quickly prompted others to wake with a morning’s freshness. Soon enough, the unmistakable aroma of food cooking drifted into every tent in the camp. And she sat, still watching over.