She stopped at her dresser and pulled out a bra and a pair of her black, satin, ultra-stretch panties, gradually dressing herself as her head continue... to buzz. She slipped into a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, grumbling as her morning wood was tucked tightly against her thigh. A light rumble of thunder echoed in the distance as she made her way back to the bed. She observed her slave sleeping peacefully, probably dreaming about a normal life ... chasing skirts, drinking with his buddies,. I took his pissing cock into my mouth and sucked it with his warm piss surrounding it. That first time I did that, when he was done pissing I just continued to suck it until he came and I swallowed the mixture of cum and piss. Life was good for me.Like I said it was hardly ever on the weekends that he would come over so I would get to sleep not expecting him to come, but one night I heard a knock at around 11PM and I figured it was him, I was happy I had picked out a red t-shirt to wear to bed. Being in a strange house nude, except for a robe, and the cool air against me was really turning me on so I stuck two fingers inside me and began fucking myself with them I soon began moaning and feeling myself approaching orgasm. I completely forgot about Hunter who had suddenly appeared between my legs and began licking me. I jumped up startled a bit by his tongue on my vagina I immediately told him to stop. I pushed him away but he would have none of it, he only came right back to licking me. ”“Very well ... Myre,” Leya said tentatively.Myre smiled and grasped Leya’s hand a little more tightly. She gave a little peck to Leya’s cheek, and Leya blushed.Myre and Leya kept pushing on through the woods as the undergrowth got thicker and thicker.“How much longer do you think it’ll be?” Myre asked.“I don’t know,” Leya replied. “I hope the hunters don’t find us first.”In the distance, sounds of crunching twigs and leaves permeated through the insect chirps. Myre and Leya scampered off as.