I didn’t care if he told anyone at school that Monday. I didn’t think he would because he wouldn’t risk blowing a good thing, but even if he did... all I wanted was to make him come. He pushed his dick between my breasts and fucked them. This was a much better angle, much more like him actually fucking my tits. He looked down at me with a grin. I couldn’t help but smile back. I was having so much fun I was giddy. “I’m going to cum on you,” he said as he pushed his cock into my cleavage. . " When you're a slave, you see all kinds of things. Mama always tried to keep Dalia and me close, but we'd sneak out and watch other people. We'd seen two women go at it and we'd seen two men go at it. I never thought I'd ever want to do something like that.".oO~Oo. We crossed two more large streams today and camped on the banks of a third. It sure seems like there are a lot of streams in this part of Missouri. We made around seventeen miles for the day. We could be moving a lot faster without. Now it was the anchor that held them together. Yet when the world returned, as it always does, and reality settled in like heavy dew, the uncertainty of their lives came as back as well. As they lay together in silence their orgasmic juices covering them in the musky scent of love making, they turned to look into each other’s eyes once more. ‘I didn’t want to tell you like this, but I have to leave to go back to the city tomorrow,’ he said apologetically. ‘You didn’t have to tell me. Somehow I. M. I drag myself out of bed. Walking towards my closet I step on a thumb tack. I let out a short scream and pick up the thumb tack and toss it into the trash. The morning is already warning me that today isn’t going to be great. I rush while getting my clean clothes on and grooming myself. I’ve straightened my hair, lightly covered my face with make-up, nude colored bra under a light blue button up shirt, and black heels. Ready to go, I stop in front of the bedroom mirror and double check.