I had no way of knowing who was going to come after me, so I just booked it. Even if Amy gave chase, I had a good head start on them. Unfortunately, I had no idea where the fuck I was going, so I just sort of followed the trail for a bit and leaped off into a small clearing in the bushes. I crouched down just in time to hear someone coming my way, only to see Amy go flying past me down the trail. A few moments later, Corrine jogged past me and disappeared into the brush. I was getting ready to move when I heard Elizabeth huffing and puffing, unable to keep up the pace with her short legs. She came to a stop just past me, bent over with her hands on her knees.
"How do people do this for fun?" I heard her gasp between breaths.
I suddenly sensed an opportunity and channeled my inner Jason Voorhees as I crept out of the bushes and came up behind her. Just as she straightened up to continue after the others, I grabbed her from behind and clamped my palm over her mouth, stifling her high-pitched squeal as she began fighting like her life depended on it.
"Shhh! It's only me," I whispered, the fear quickly ebbing out of her as she began panting once more to catch her breath.
Keeping an arm wrapped around her waist and removing my hand from her mouth, she gasped, "You just scared the shit out of me..."
"Sorry," I chuckled. "You make an enticing target."
"Do I?" she giggled, her hand slipping behind her and glancing over the still-tight crotch of my jeans. "I see that scaring the shit out of people does it for you. Should we be concerned?"
Elizabeth was being surprisingly forward, not that I minded. After all, there was always a sort of odd vibe between us that got thrown out of whack with the whole Stephanie situation, so it was nice to know that our connection wasn't completely severed.
She looked over her shoulder with a sad face and said, "What ever will you do with me you big scary brute?" as she tossed playfully back and forth in my grip.
As she did so, my hand that was around her waist gently slid to her breast, gently squeezing through her hoodie and making her sigh. Seizing the opportunity, my other hand soon found her other breast, gently caressing her as she tipped her head back against my chest, her hand sliding back and forth against my crotch.
"Hey Ian..." she whispered.
"Yeah?"
"Got you," Corrine replied from behind me.
With my hands pawing Elizabeth's breasts, it was no difficult task for Corrine to get her arms over mine and pin them behind me. As I tried to lunge forward, Elizabeth spun around and caught me in a bear hug, effectively trapping me between them.
"Sorry, Ian," Elizabeth said with a grin. "But I was playing possum. We knew that we couldn't keep up with Amy, so we wanted to try something else to draw you out."
"Yeah, and I took the bait like a clown," I replied.
"Well, you seemed to be enjoying yourself," Corrine cooed, her warm breath next to my ear making me tremble slightly.
"Still is," Elizabeth said with a chuckle, feeling my rod pressed against her through my jeans.
"Whatever will we do with our little runway, Elizabeth?"
"He needs to be punished for not being fair," she replied with a grin. "But we can do that later. Just keep him still for now."
Corrine and I both watched as Elizabeth took off her sweatshirt, revealing a blue t-shirt underneath, and laid it down on the ground in font of me. She got down onto her knees and smiled up at me as her hands began to unbuckle my belt and unzip my fly.
Corrine seemed as taken aback as I was, breathing a bit heavier beside my ear as Elizabeth slipped her hand into my boxers and pulled out my cock. Whether she had a slight buzz from drinking or the night in bed with Simon and Stephanie left her feeling adventurous, it wasn't sweet little Elizabeth that was gently stoking me.
"Since I was the bait, 'mind if I call dibs?" Elizabeth asked Corrine, who merely nodded against my shoulder as she held me tightly, her breasts pressing into my back.
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