You pick up a few things for us to experiment with as I walk to look at movies. I am in awe of what I see and you again enjoy my naiveté. We pick one...movie that is soft so as not to totally abuse my sensitivities. You pay and together we head out the door and back to the truck. Outside you open the door and take my hand, I think it’s to help me up, but you pull me back instead. You rock against be from behind and whisper into my ear how much fun we will have tonight. You slide your hand down. I gently caressed her pale brown thighs, moving higher and higher each time towards her burning pussy.She gave a low moan of pleasure as my fingers briefly caressed the hard button of her clitoris. My hand returned to her breasts.‘You’re not wearing any bra, are you?’ I asked her objectively.She put on a little girl face and shook her head.I slowly unbuttoned her shirt, one button at a time, prolonging the pleasure. Then, using my tongue, I traced a moist path in between her breasts. I pushed. Then I began thinking about him carrying me when I wasfreaking out. His strong arms around me, his musky smell filling mysenses. Before I knew it I was totally flirting with him. He picked upon my flirtation and asked if I would show him the town. Laughing insideI thought like saying, 'look out the window and you can see it all', butI wasn't passing this up. I agreed, but he wanted to stop by his roomand clean up first. He said he was in the motel next door.We left together. As we entered the. He's our slave now." Bothgirls laughed."Mandy, I hope you know what you're doing with that guy. You're alwaysgetting into mischief. What if he's insane, or dangerous?" Worry, worry, worry," chided Amanda. "It's all you do, Sara. I'm a biggirl now; I can take care of any man. Besides, he's no bigger than Iam. I could probably whip him, even without a gun." True," Sara purred while Amanda gently massaged her neck, "but I don'treally like the idea of having a guy around here." I understand that,.