I started going for it, just as if I were having a 'wet' dream. I even let my other hand grope about until it found Jon's cock, and started playing wi...h that. Jon was starting to get erect, but didn't wake up. At one point I thought that the girls had gone, because I couldn't hear them. But after a while I heard the camera again. I kept going until I had an orgasm, then stopped and pretended to go into a peaceful sleep. A few minutes later there was a loud noise, and I 'woke up'. I sat up and. Her area of competence, it seemed, was hair and makeup. Hair and makeup? I was a pretty smart kid, no matter how my behavior said otherwise, and I was beginning to get a clue about what these women had planned for me. I was still denying it. Surely my parent's would not have gone along with this ludicrous scheme. 'I must be wrong,' I prayed. All my fears were proven true, however, with Maya's next words."Dinner will be a seven tonight. That gives you five hours to at least appear to be a. “Please…please don’t. Please…” “Don’t do what? Don’t touch you? Don’t kiss you? Don’t fuck you? Beg, bitch. Beg me again, maybe I’ll stop. Maybe I’ll let you go.” His hands squeezed my thighs, trying to pry them open as I cried. “Please! Please don’t do this. Please let me go.” His thumbs dug into my inner thighs and the sudden pain took me by surprise for just a second. That was all he needed to spread my knees wide, exposing everything I wanted to keep hidden. I tried to snap. I spend a few extra moments feeling its hardness, sending tingles right down to your pussy. We stop for a moment looking to see who’s around. It’s very dark and no one seems to be walking around the park this late. We stand and walk behind the bench onto the grass. I unbutton your blouse and unhook your bra, exposing your breasts to the warm soft gentle breeze of summer. I stare at you smiling, looking at such a beautiful woman exposed like this is very exciting. My cock throbs for.