Her hands came back to my waist as I felt her relax, my heart soared only to be shattered by her words, “Laura, I’ve never kissed a girl, nor ever wanted to, I’m asian engaged to be married, that’s where the ship was taking me, to my fiance.” With a sob, I jumped to the ladder, burning my hands as I slid down and then blindly I ran into the forest. Branches slashed at my face, thorns ripped my flesh in my headlong charge. It was the burning of salt the sea water in my wounds that shook me from my trauma, I was at the bay. I turned, searching for my mother. The cross at the head of the pile of rocks guided me to her. For ages, I sat and cried and then for the first time since she had left me I spoke to her, “Mama, help me, tell me what to do, I love her, why doesn’t she understand?” I screamed when a voice whispered, “Perhaps I do.” But it wasn’t my mother, the voice was behind oriental me. “I thought I might find you here at your bay, you scared me something silly.” Her hand rested on my shoulder, I turned to look at her, “Oh my God! Your face, the blood, you’re bleeding everywhere,” she exclaimed with a look of horror. She cried when she noticed the blood dripping down my arms, puddling in the sand. She helped me stand and pulled me to the original shelter that I had built when I first arrived on the island. I lay on the bare bed as she rushed off to the stream. Although she washed my wounds, most were too deep to stop the flow of blood. “Cupboard, bedroom, home, bandages and cream.” I gasped out between gritted teeth. The pain from the thorns was searing, I had been cut by them before, even one had hurt but hundreds of cuts at the same time was excruciating. It was morning when I woke, Elizabeth was lying beside me with a blanket spread over us, her eyes were open, staring at my face. She smiled when I looked at her, a gentle touch as her lips feathered mine before fetching me a drink of water. I felt much better, the worst of the pain gone. The thorns had something in them that burned when they cut you but they had never seemed poisonous. Now it was a case of keeping the wounds clean and free from infection. Back at the tree house, she had eased my clothes over the bandages as she undressed me before telling me to lie down, I declined the offered blanket, it was too warm. She seemed to take longer studying my body than was necessary if she were only examining the dressings, she blushed when she saw my nipples stiffening under her gaze and she blushed even deeper when she saw me watching her, but she bent and put a finger to my lips then she went to prepare some food. My eyes followed her everywhere. After we had eaten our meal, I closed my eyes, tiredness overcoming me, I think I smiled as I felt her hand take hold of mine. It was dark when I slowly woke from a deep sleep. I became aware of her bare skin touching my side and the hand that cradled my breast, one of her breasts lay over my upper arm. She appeared to be sound asleep so her touch could have been accidental but I didn’t care, I was thrilled at the feel of her hand and her breast resting on me. I covered her hand with mine, pressing it gently to me, I knew my nipple was hard under her hand, the rise and fall of my chest as I breathed causing my nipple to rub her palm. Never had it felt so sensitive, so in need of caress. Carefully, I leaned my head japanese to her breast, my mouth stroking the skin until I found her nipple, I took it teens between my lips and marvelled at the feel before my tongue traced lightly around it. I could feel it getting longer and harder as if I were breathing life into it. "Yes" Tina sobbed. Erica sighed, but obediently got up and started dressing. They can’t help it. "He's in fourth, fourth," she said. “I changed your loyalties,” I japanese told her. They are erect from the sensation and excitement of a new toyboy licking oriental your cunt. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ from what I heard, tomboys are really aggressive in the bedroom. He then spank me again as he start to fuck my pussy from behind. My eyes read, “I like you - Anna” I chuckled remembering when she spread the rumor around school that I had a small dick. He forced his dick inside and started to fuck my asshole wit immerse speed. "Oh wow, I had no idea. “Is my good little girl going to cum for daddy?” Paul asked, his voice broken slightly due to the intensity Leah was now bouncing up and down on him. More than ever. Amanda looks up at him, "w...w...what?". I crept downstairs, sure not to teens step on any of the squeaky boards, and poked my head around the corner. I died and I didn’t even know it. “ No no. Gripping the bottle asian of Bourbon, he took another long swig.