Just, please give me a few minutes first.”
“A few minutes,” Chase repeated. XXX “You’re a rock, I’m a puddle.” She sobbed some more. “There’s a house up ahead,” Faith pointed out a few minutes later. Eventually, Faith couldn’t take it anymore. “Speaking of ‘thinking,’ what’s the game plan here?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are we aiming to just avoid these agents forever, or are we waiting for a specific moment when they give up the chase? I don’t have a-”
“Chase, I don’t care.” Faith replied desperately. Faith could feel every inch fill her as her pussy became wetter and hungrier than she could ever remember it being. That was clearly something she hadn’t meant to say, he reasoned to himself. “Which direction?” she asked frantically as soon as she was through.
