If you thinkabout it, there is no way that the small percentage of people that theycan put on ships matters. If it was really a problem, they could s...mplykill off a couple million with some war as an excuse. We are anexperiment in more ways that I would ever be able to figure out in mylife time." The Muslin section has had mass murders, suicides, slavery, rapes andGod knows what other mayhem committed. I have decided to surviveGaxLee. I am going to do what ever it takes to survive. Are you. This makes me cry more. I am afraid of what he will say or do. I am afraid that he will offer to call up my old psychiatrist. I am afraid that he will just give me a kiss on my shoulder and dismiss this. Then I feel his arms around my waist. My body shakes crazily and I want him to make me forget about the next day, or even the next minute of my life. He buries his head into the back of my neck, using his nose to lift my hair away. ‘Baby.’ My back arches and his hands move to cup my breasts. He. He started to rapidly fuck her. he loved hearing Britney moan, he sped up some more, pumping in and out of her tight pussy. he didnt want to ever stop. he started to fuck her harder and then came right inside her pussy. he kept pumping and pumping and when he pulled out he was still hard. "did you like that bitch? i bet you want some more" "yes, that was good. so are we all set now? can i have the tape?" the boy laughed, "i'm not done with you yet slut, turn around" Britney turned around and. I look up at him, taking my mouth away from his dick, and smile before his hand goes to the back of my head and lightly pushes down. My body shudders excitedly and I start sucking him off, flicking my tongue around the head before taking the rest in my mouth, feeling the tip hit the back of my throat. I gag a little, then continue to bob my head, sucking eagerly. I find myself wondering if anyone driving by can see the top of my head, or if Chris is making it obvious in any way, but I dont let.