Denise pressed at his head, trying to shove his mouth to her glowing cunt.Robert resisted her effort, licking at her flesh, tasting her, his hands car...ssing her hips and down to her ass. He cupped the cheeks of his mother's rounded ass, scooting his tongue into the thick hair of her cunt. He rubbed her clitoris gently, turning his head to kiss and suck at her thigh. He bit lightly, his cheek resting on her cunt hair."Ohhhh, stop teasing me," she hissed excitedly at him. "Eat me, Robert! I don't. “Ready?” She giggled, pumping herself upward as hard as she could.Remembering the reason he had jumped on the swings in the first place, he shifted his weight a bit faster. “Ready!”“One… Two… THREE!” His jump was a bit shaky as he pushed himself off. When he hit the ground, his knees buckled and he rolled, thankful for the padding of his coat lessening the blow of the woodchips.Kairi, on the other hand, shifted her weight perfectly off of the seat and soared gracefully through the air, bending. What pissed me off more than anything else were the children, these mother fuckers (excuse my language, but that is the only way to express it) had no sense of what children meant to the future. They raped and murdered children. It did not matter if they were girls or boys, teenagers, or infants. Or maybe they did and that is why they made such a public view of their handiwork. The worst were the ones they disemboweled and left to die where they lay. Each of us made a promise to teach these. They were just as afraid of the cane as I was and I noticed one had at least half-a-dozen stripes across his bum. Eventually, cuddled close to one of the men, I drifted off into fitful catnaps. They didn’t sleep well either; probably they too were worried about their sentence but I never found out what crimes they’d committed.Towards morning, I’d no idea of the time but I knew my partner of the night was awake and he must have known I was too because his mouth found my breasts and his fingers.