While she concentrated on her task, he intently studied her refined face and her incredible body. Since Sleaze had taken off her sunglasses to work on... his arm, he could see she had beautiful blue eyes despite the unsightly bruises around them.Rick was far more affected by the gentle touch of her hands than he was by the pain her treatment was causing in his wound. The lightest touch of the perfectly manicured pink fingernails at the tips of her slender fingers sent a thrill directly to his. You are so wet the index finger of my left hand is slipping in and out of your ass as the juices flow from your pussy, you moan in delight every time it slips in, every time a little deeper. Finally I attack your clit as I hear your breathing intensify...you cry out in pleasure as I work both your holes and your clit, stroking your 'g'spot......I can feel the lips of your pussy begin to tighten on my fingers and I press hard on your 'g'spot, keeping the rhythm steady, flicking your clit all in. It was empty. Should he try to find its occupants? Should hego through their stuff and try and find a cell phone or some other form ofassistance? He looked around, and saw nobody; no movement. Probably downat the river fishing he thought to himself. And then he saw it; a dirtbike resting against a tree. Right then and there without hesitation thedecision was made.He jumped on the bike and kicked it over, or at least tried to. Itturned, but did not turn over completely. He had to do this. “I got a little worried when Jen was absent, too. I, I was just calling to make sure she wasn’t in any danger.”Brock could almost hear Leslie’s smile.“She’s fine,” Leslie said. “She didn’t sleep much last night so I’m keeping her home today. Can I tell her when she wakes up that you called to check on her?”“Yeah,” Brock said. “I was a little rough last evening. But she’s hurt me pretty badly with her words and actions the last few weeks. I’ll stop over after practice assuming I survive the.