Sam pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket with a ‘treasure map’ on it. It marked a route to her own neighbourhood in red pen that added up to ... six and a half mile run. There and back would be thirteen miles. A half marathon. Sam had deposited a coin buried by a tree that was the ‘treasure’. Laura had to run and fetch it and bring it back. As fast as she could. Sam watched from the front door as Laura set off running down the street.Sam sat down with the coffee Chris had made her; black. "Damn, there's blood all over the seat," Dad said. Oops. Neither of us had thought to put something down. "I'll have to get that out before it sets."As soon as I walked in the back door, Mom said, "How badly are you hurt?" Dad started collected cleaning supplies."I'm scraped up in a lot of places, and I'm probably bruised all over, but everything seems to work."She looked at Dad. "Why in hell didn't you call? I was worried sick." Where was I supposed to find a phone?"She noted what he was. I said akka I want to try everything, she lustily looked towards me and guided my middle finger towards her pussy hole, said do it slowly pls. I slowly started to move my finger around her pussy in slow motion arousing her to the core slowly I inserted my middle finger in her hot throbbing pussy, she said ahha papu, ah huff, yes, yeah,oh my god, ah & bent her knees down little, she said slow papu pls,pls, uff, uff, slowly papu pls.I inserted the finger little more inside her and again she. My edges were coming together, but I still wasn’t happy with the red. Too bright, too lively, too…...I’m not the kind of girl that does things like that...I clenched my jaw and leaned in to break up a glob with the end of my brush. I needed to get lost in my work, to get in the zone. I didn’t have time for voices....I would never just flirt with some older man and then take him into a closet and let him put his hand up my skirt. I mean…I felt my cheeks turning red and the hair on the back of my.