I did, however, dote on her constantly.As the program drew to an end, we planned a carpool to California with a group also headed that way. It was a ...ypical extremely hot southwestern day on the morning we were to leave. Kay had a rent-a-truck that I was going to help her drive. I got to her place to help her pack the truck. She was dressed in short shorts, a tee shirt, and those simple leather keds sneakers that girls wear. Kay was also wearing a pair of those white anklet socks that I. Truthfully, I hadn't even thought about it. Nimue was still out of it. She was resting in the arms of her sister-wives when I woke. I left her to their care and tried to focus on the immediate, which was getting out of here."We need to get going," I said glancing about the area we were in. "The sun is coming up and sooner or later somebody will think of bridging the gorge or trying to climb down into it to find me. I suspect we don't want to be around when that happens. Let's get ourselves. .. maybe ... you ought to contact your parents? I think they might be happy to know you're alright."That hit me in the gut. Mother? Father? Mummy? Daddy? Could I? Could I not?"From what you said," he went on gently, "it wasn't that they didn't love you. Rather that they were over-protective and restrictive. They'd have to recognise that you're an adult now."I nodded but didn't speak for a while, instead reaching down and capturing his erect penis in my hand, just as a bleeping sound made itself. He grabbed her sore nipplesand clenched. She no longer screamed at the pain. She was past that. She hada wild look in her eyes. "Pinch them harder," she growled. He did, harder and harder. The moment was no longer tender. He gripped hernipples furiously. She clung to the lifeline of his cock. With neither armsnor legs to secure her, she held him tightly with her damp and warm sex. Thedesperation of her predicament pervaded, and she felt him spasm. His eyes rolledback and, with a groan, he.