The terrain was mostly sand, so I had no doubt that I could track him, but I didn't know how long it would take, and I had to worry about an ambush.I ...ecided that a few more minutes delay could not hurt anything, so I took time for lunch before I started chasing Sanchez. I was not worried about the other members of the gang. From the looks of their dash from the mouth of the pass, I figured they were going to run for at least 20 miles before they figured they were safe from me. Of course, I. .. my foster family had a baby.Little babies aren't so bad, at least they can't punch and hurt you."He raised his eyebrows at my comment."You're running from your foster family, because of them beating you?"His voice sounded as though he had genuine concern.I studied him for a moment before answering. "I have a bit of aproblem, nothing too dangerous to anyone else... just me." I hoped hewouldn't press the issue, I was wrong."A problem you say, like what kind of problem?" he asked. His. Jack was transfixed as his daughter with his cum on her face was rubbing more of his cum into her pussy. She put up a bit of cum on the tip of her finger and slowly inserted the finger into her pussy. Taylor proceeded to take more of her father’s cum from her body and put it inside of her pussy. She rubbed the cum on her forehead into her skin, making her whole face glisten with his cum. She continued to rub her pussy nearing her second orgasm. Jack’s dick began to harden again as he watched. Looking at her, I must admit I felt a little second hand.We lay in each other's arms, no hurry now. The sex would come when we were ready. The problem was, in such a short space of time, we had formed a bond, and that was a worry. We weren't supposed to become emotionally involved, we were just supposed to have sex with each other.Another four days of the most exquisite sex and it was the weekend again. I was at my wits end about where Susan and I could go with little chance of being caught, I.