If anyone saw her they would have thought that she was running away from something more so than she was jogging. The weather and her own memories had ...teamed up to batter her darkened silky hair with its humidity augmented perfume and pheromones releasing skin. If she was running away from her own thoughts, her body on the other hand yearned to be chased and it was saying so loudly, like the echoes generated by loud shrieks sent in the middle of a valley of curves, perfected by eons of female. Alan rolled off me and went to the bathroom while I just laid there feeling his cum leak from my ass and roll down my thighs. My mind was whirling as I thought about what had just happened and the reprecussions of it. I heard Alan enter the bedroom but I didn't look at him. I felt his weight on the bed and heard him putting on his pants. I was confused and didn't know how to react, so I just laid there. He got up, walked to the door and let himself out without saying a word. I didn't. I was lost in all that was going on but I kept feeling waives of pleasure wash over me. Sometime during this I realized that my mouth was full of cum again and that the man fucking was moaning and telling me that he was cumming.The man pulled out and laughed “Thanks baby. Maybe we will run into each other again.” He then left the booth. I could feel his sperm dripping out of my pussy. My mouth had the taste of sperm and I could feel it all over my face and body. I stood up and put my clothes on. "I don't see a thing to suggest a cache," he finally admitted, wearily. "Surely, they would have marked it for us if they'd left one." Maybe they didn't want KeeBar's people to find it," Nancy suggested."They could still have marked it with blue dye that wouldn't have shown up to their eyes. Maybe KeeBar will come up with something."They surveyed their meager findings in the somber light of the late evening sun. Charley and Steve had picked up a few unopened packets of freezedried foods among.