He did it softer this time, gently. He had a handful of my hair in his fist. We kissed for a while. When we parted lips, he scowled at me again. He ti...ghtened his grip of my hair until it started to hurt a little. I whimpered. I licked and kissed him again and he loosened his grip. He pulled his arm away, letting me drop back onto the mat. He stood over me for a second before walking back to his clothes, grabbing a beer, and never looking at me again.After they had all gone, I spent the next. It ached to actually stand upright once more, but she made her way to the bathroom, bathed and then began her housekeeping duties.When she had finished cleaning house and doing laundry, she found a housecoat and even though she did not doubt that there was virtually no chance of encountering anyone she ventured outside.The view was breathtaking, craggy mountains surrounding a narrow valley where a stream meandered its way into the distance.She saw the fence and though escape flashed through her. The mom worked at the largest most known floral co. in town and she got me a job there. I started out in the wholesale dept., unloading trucks, keeping stock rotated, making delivery to the stores etc. The manager of that department was a woman I was to find out, was 13 yrs older than I. They put me with her to keep busy and out of trouble. She and I were actually the entire wholesale dept. And we hit it off immediately. We stayed busy, that's for sure. But after a couple of weeks I started. As I stretched across the bed and spread my legs inpreparation for a good clit rubbing my mind again wentback to the picture of Champ nose and tongue near myass. For some reason now the scene seemed almost hotand I felt myself become wet between the legs. I triedto shut out the thoughts that were coming into my mindbut for some reason I couldn’t. Without thinking I made my way back down to the denwhere we were earlier. I checked the front and backdoors, letting Champ in through the back.