“Come on Mum,” he called, “ l know you’re out there watching, come on in and watch me shoot my cum.”This time, instead of a gasp there was a...muffled squeal.“Are you playing with yourself Mummy,” he said, “is your cunt all wet and juicy watching your little boy wanking his cock. Does Mummy want to play with her little boys cock? I bet you’d like to slide your slippery cunt down onto my cock… come on Mummy, don’t be shy, no-one else will know. Come on Mummy…l know you want it…you want me to fuck. I managed to get a seat after collecting my drink and sat down, in an alcove at the back where I could see just about everyone there.I soon noticed this rather nice looking Older guy looking at me, I smiled at him but didnt take much notice as the Backgrounf music was good and the heat from the nearby Open fire felt good, as I began to relax and daydream. I was returned to reality when a voice said quietly to me did I mind If he joined me.I looked up to see the Guy who had been looking at me. Organisms on organisms on organisms. Sparking, exploding, vibrating, pulsing, without beginning and without end. All those organisms that have been hiding away deep within the whimpering wetness of my cunty pleasure-centre cavorting and thrumming and gushing from between my trembling thighs to splash like a hailstorm between my shoes of sluttiness. Oh my fucking God, I was just a helpless, quivery, mindless, obedient, perky, pokie, teen-angel of compliance. And then Queeny Bitch told me I was a. Gray-jacket closed his eyes for a moment, then nodded sharply, unzipped his backpack and kicked off his right shoe. To my right, Brown-jacket was doing the same. Gray-jacket kicked off his left shoe and reached into his backpack. He yanked out a folding-stock AK-47 and was inserting a magazine when I fired my first shot. The range was less than 20 feet and my aiming point was his right eye. A jet of pink mist exploded out of his face and I swung my sights to where Brown-jacket was sitting..