I slipped a hand over my mouth then, imagining what it would be like as they tried to stop me screaming. Porn It was on a mid-summer day – one of those hot, heavy summers, where the sweat clings to every inch of you. My masturbation grew more involved too. My mind knew where it wanted to go, but I don’t think I was quite ready to let it. Holy shit… It never went much further than imagining them climb in though. I could get raped here and now. At first I just did it on the grass by the side – but eventually I started moving closer and closer to the hedge, until I was lying on the ground right next to the gap, cunt facing out to the road
