Why is the bed rocking? I wondered dreamily just before my eyes snapped open at the vivid recollection of the night before, of being tied to a cross and nearly set afire. Eric was gone, taken away in another wagon by his father. I pulled away from the body behind me before I remembered Erin’s appearance in the woods and our desperate run for freedom.

I also remembered our dip in the pond sometime later, and the pale moonlight reflecting from his beautifully tanned skin. His lean young muscles had rippled alluringly as he swam amid his own little circle of sparkling turbulence, giving me sweet glances of his high, tight buttocks and compact, pubescent boyhood as he cut through the dark water like some kind of big bronze fish.

He made quiet shushing noises in my ear, and I immediately relaxed and allowed him to pull me back against him. We crushed ourselves together, cherishing our togetherness amid the uncertainty of our futures. Once again, I felt the hardness of him behind me – his bony chest against my back and his wonderfully firm erection against my bottom.

He nuzzled the blonde crown of my head as his fingers began to gently roll my lower nipple between them. His pelvis began to work against me, causing his penis to slide dryly between the cheeks of my tiny ass. We began to rock against each other in a reciprocal motion, fanning our passion from a spark into a flame.

As the tender minutes rolled past, I felt my loins growing ever wetter as the tissues of my young pussy swelled and spread apart like a morning flower awaiting the first rays from the rising sun. Tiny beads of moisture were seeping from the tip of Erin’s youthful cock and coating the small of my back with cool slipperiness.

An empty feeling slowly grew within my vagina until I felt a kind of desperation to have it filled. The oozing inner walls of my love tunnel were soon itching to be soothed by the tender, velvety hardness of a pubescent penis. Erin was asking nothing more of me, and I knew that he would have been content to spend himself against my bottom had I desired nothing more for myself. That was far from the case, however.....(cont)