1. Trail Run by loyalsock


    Date: 4/9/2017, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: loyalsock, Source: xHamster 

    ... eyes. The attire that tightly garbed her body was so similar to my own in all but, the color. She was wearing what by all accounts should be a sports bra and not a shirt but, nevertheless, it was her shirt. The black running pants that fitted to her long legs might have been made just to fit her alone because I sincerely doubted that anyone else would be able to wear them the way this woman was. &#034I'm sorry. I just--- I've had a rotten week and I shouldn't take things out on you.&#034 She clasped her hands together, as she spoke in a voice dripping with sarcasm. &#034You mean, you didn't mean that?! And here I was thinking, `Wow, this goes perfectly, with the desire which woke ME up this morning.' I kept thinking, that it would be simply wonderful to go for a nice trail-run and then help some hurt stranger that I might happen upon. And if I all really lucky, maybe I can get bitched at for my trouble!&#034 I laughed under my breath as this woman batted her long lashes melodramatically. &#034Ok, I guess I had that coming.&#034 &#034Uh-huh. You did, love.&#034 &#034I slipped on some loose terrain then fell,&#034 I said. &#034I think I've twisted my ankle.&#034 &#034Of course, you did. We're girls.&#034 I frowned in confusion. &#034By the way, my name is Lee,&#034 the blonde said. &#034Well, actually my name is Lesley but, you can call me, Lee or Les or whatever you want. I'm rambling. Aren't I?&#034 When I nodded, she laughed. &#034My name is Logan and why did you say that ...
    ... about us being girls?&#034 &#034Have you ever notice that whenever a woman is running and hurts herself, it is always her ankle which is injured? It's like the classic cliche. The woman runs away from some terrible monster. Then, boom! She's on the ground. She just twisted her ankle. I suppose, the only question left to ask is, `What was this Monster, that you were running away from, Logan?'&#034 Green eyes fell heavily on me as I squirmed. I tensed. &#034Are we gonna sit here and gossip in the rain all day or did you have, some plan, for helping me out of here?&#034 Lesley smiled knowingly. &#034Ah, avoidance. Must be pretty bad, then.&#034 &#034Look, are we going to get out of here or--- &#034 Shrugging, Lesley rose to her feet. &#034If you don't want to talk about it--- &#034 &#034I don't want to talk about it!&#034 Lesley smiled while nodding. &#034You may say that you don't want to talk about it but, I think you really do.&#034 &#034That's funny,&#034 I said in sarcasm. &#034I thought I just said that I DIDN'T want to talk about!&#034 &#034Okay, love.&#034 Lesley held up her hands in a show of surrender. &#034You don't want to talk about it. I get it.&#034 I noticed the mischievous look glinting within her beautiful green eyes. &#034I'm going to have trouble with you. I just know it.&#034 The smile which she favored me with, only furthered my belief in that theory. I laughed as Rosie barked in agreement. &#034See, Rosie agrees with me!&#034 Lesley smiled warmly at her ...
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