She shook silently beneath me and I felt I could taste herhorror. She sobbed into my mouth as I violated her, and I started to growhard. I had plenty... oftime, and slowly ground my body into hers, letting her feel all of me as Icontinued to kiss her, forcing so intimate, so personal, a touch on her. I spent a long time, I don't remember how long, enjoying her like that, everyonce in a while pinching her ear or her thigh when I felt her minddrifting--she had to be focused on me, on what I was. Technically true, but that fudged the truth a bit more than she was comfortable with. Bel appeared to be an unfortunately truthful sort of woman. The fire was still burning too hotly for any direct investigation of the wreckage but Bel seemed to be able to gather some magical forensic evidence from the perimeter. This was the sort of thing that she really excelled at and even the CFD arson investigation unit deferred to her as they began to slowly get the blaze under control.The sole bright. After that, take off her shirt while she takes off my pants, in one fluid motion. Next, she would touch my dick all while my hand would be looking around her jeans for her soft lips. As soon as I would find them, all my fingers would be going in her wet pussy one after the other, just to get them all soaked in young, fresh pussy juice. Afterwards, her pants would slip right off her waist and go gently down her soft tights. Reaching the end of her amazing legs, I would spread her legs open so. She was wearing black tightly-fitting jeans and a grey hoodie with the hood pushed back.She slumped back against the wall with her legs splayed out and muttered something that I didn’t hear. I dropped the bag into her lap and slid the window closed again.I glanced over at Sam who was propped up in bed and watching curiously. I shrugged at him and then squatted in front of Laura.“Laura, what the heck are you doing?”“I ran away from home! I couldn’t take it anymore, so I ran away. Those asshole.