“No!, please no, stop! , I’ll do anything just don’t hurt my son please, ,,,stop crying David , mommy’s here” I said He stood ther... and nod his head as he watches me trying to pacify my son“Hmm , well I’m a reasonable man okay take your time” He said as he just stood there beside me slowly masturbating himself as I pacified my son. My heart pounds heavily as I clung to my son to pacify him and get him back to sleep , all along I could not do anything to get rid of this man ,. John kept watch and had a hard time keeping his eyes open. Em had fallen asleep after about twenty minutes from sheer exhaustion. To busy himself and stave off sleep, John found and carried three good sized rocks up onto the big rock. He wanted to give them more protection from bullets and also break up the outline of the rock. With the top flat on the big boulder, they couldn’t look over the side or pop their heads up easily without possibly being noticed. For John’s plan to work they needed. Me: I have long dark hair, blue eyes, fairly sexy looking and a very sexually active mind. Fantasize about be restrained, exposed, used by strangers, having my breasts tortured, my lips and mouth cum in by awful nasty disgusting men over and over. (pretty awful huh?)And basically I don't know what to say to you. What? Do you want to use me? is that what I should say? I hate this feeling: it's making me feel like a complete fool.========/Hi there, I suppose making you squirm or feel foolish is. He hoped it would be soon but he knew he could entertain himself while he waited. He knew he wouldn’t have time that class period to have any fun but he was already looking at girls he knew would be in his next class. None were really that attractive and he had no desire to fuck any of them. However, he knew he had Ms. Crawford for math next and he would not mind subtracting her clothes and dividing her legs. When he decided that his teacher would be his next target he took out his little.