..? I implore, panicking now. What is he doing?As if to answer my question, he squirms his way between my legs. Boy am I glad I have jeans on. I can f...el him though and I screech as he presses his crotch against me. There is very little doubt what he wants to do. He is nodding his head as if in agreement.?That’s right. I’m going to give you something you deserve. Before I could say anything else he is ripping my top off. I scream in response but he slaps me again and again until I decide it is. At night, when I cuddled him in, he asked me why I never call himprincess? I remained calm and told him he was a prince. Tears came tohis face and he shouted in a tantrum that he was a princess; even hismother called him that! I hugged him and said goodnight.He did apologize next day for his tantrum and asked if I still loved himbecause he was a princess. I said of course. Then he whispered thatsometimes his mom was weird.What is happening with our son? Maybe he needs to start playing. " He says to himself as he stands and stretches, "I guess this will be my camp ground." He walks towards the forest the way he ran and looks around trying to see if he can see anything through the dense jungle. He sighs realizing he would litterly have to travel through the lands just to find something. He starts gathering sticks and leafs to make a makeshift bed and shelter. After he gets as much stuff as he can muster he starts to head back with his supplies when a musical hum fills his ears.. Waise toh rutu ne short skirt aur crop top pehnaa tha usme b woh bahaut badi sex bomb lag rahi thi.. Hum log room mein poch kar mein rutu ko kiss karna start kar diya humen takriban 20 min tak ek dusre ko kiss kara .Phire meine uske k kapde nikal ne start kare aur usne mere nikal ne start kare mein pura naga ho chuka tha par usne abhi tak bra aur pantypehni thi. Meine jaan buj kar woh nai nikali thi. Kyu ki mein usko aise hi dekhnaa chata tha. Woh sirf bra and panty mein kya maal lag rahi thi..