Two College Girls Go Naked And Playful In A Party

We would have to go on foot. We reached the road and Sonja paused, moving from side to side with her nose low. “That way!” She pointed down the road and we both started running, hoping that we were moving faster than Momo was. Minutes passed, my low stamina soon taking effect. I wasn’t fat, but I spent all my time on either on the couch or adorable in the office, and after moving all my stuff and having sex with Sonja, what little strength I had had been used up. Regardless, I pushed myself to keep up with Sonja, running amateur ahead of me with her fluffy blonde tail bouncing. Every kilometer or so, Sonja would stop and smell the ground, making sure that we hadn’t skipped over any place where Momo might have turned and gone the woods. She was moving consistently alongside the road, but no matter how far we ran, it seemed like there was no change to it. The woods on either side stayed the same without any sign of the growing distance. I was just glad that no cars passed by us. This area wasn’t between anything important and I was the only person for miles around. I had to hope that no one did come down this road before we started chasing Momo. Hopefully she was still wearing her clothes, and anyone driving by would be going too fast to see her tail. I just had to keep on hoping, but that hope was running out. The sun eventually set, but with the cloudy overhang, we lost the light before it even reached the horizon. Miles from home, the mosquitoes biting us, we were forced to the slow down. Even Sonja’s canine energy reserves and fit body couldn’t maintain such a pace. Soon enough, the last Hardcore stroke came, a drop falling from the sky and landing on my nose. I looked up as the summer storm began, a slowly building deluge. On one hand, the rain was welcome, cooling us down and quenching our thirst, but on the other hand, it was a small whole new problem. Kneeling on the ground, Sonja turned to me with a worried expression. “I can’t follow Momo’s scent, the rain is washing it away. Master, what do we do?” “We keep going. I don’t care if I have to follow this road until sunrise, I’m going to find Momo.” Sonja looked at me and smiled. “Right!” We continued moving, trying to return to our original pace. Summer storms in Maine are beautiful but fierce, with warm winds pushing everything over and thunderous downpours drowning the land with grape-sized raindrops. The gales made us struggle to keep our balance and so much rain hit our faces that it was like we were staring down the nozzle of a garden hose. “Master, I think I see her!” I looked ahead, past Sonja, and saw something dark on the side of the road. “Please let tits it be her.” We rushed over, finding Momo sitting on the side of the road, hugging her knees to her chest, her hood pulled over her face. I crouched down and pulled back her hood. “Momo, what are you doing here?!” She gave me one look and pulled her hood back over her head. “Go away!” My skirt went further out as it went from side to side. I then Hardcore put my head down on the coffee table, and amateur I must have passed out. I secretly glanced at her several times enjoying the view from the front and the back. I had such a tits good time making that little paradise for you. “It’s gonna to get sloppy down there,” Patricia said with a promise. Soon both women were sleeping each dreaming of cocks and cum. I saw a couple of young men a few times and wondered if they were going in circles just to get another look at me. The guys were curious as to what this adorable opportunity was. My mind-control small had let her be so open about being a whore. It knocked the wind out of him and he doubled over, arms crossed across his belly and falling to the ground. “What?” He asked making me so so dizzy with lust and want for him. My mom was awesome.