There are a variety of responses available: violence, confrontation, spitefull revenge, flight, even denial. I would choose. In my experience, none do... any more than change the timeline, and then only slightly.As most in the far North do, I have a snow survival kit in the car. One of the tools I carry is a snow saw. It's a coil of braided wire, coated with abraisive grit, spiked with thousands of razor sharp triangular teeth. It has a split ring at each end, smaller rings captured on the loop.. He loves to hear me cry out in lust, so one of his best tricks is to pull almost all the way out, flex my rim. He gets two cries: the first is one of loss, a lament of despairing desire, as the cock that I need and worship is almost gone; the second cry is one of ecstasy and rapture, as he flows into me in a smooth invasion of my being. More than once I’ve been known to cum while he’s doing that, so he’s careful with his timing. But sometimes he takes me like an a****l. His gentle entry happens. If you must punish me for saying too much, do so. Just please don't make me leave, Sir."I got all of the washers running, and took notice of the time. I walked her to the exit, and then into the pool area. I sat down in a lounge chair, she stood beside me."I know there are people out there that you know. That will stop nothing." Yes Sir." She was holding her chin up. I was pretty sure that she was beginning to really like the attention she was getting."Bend down here." She turned and did as. She said okay and i continued pressing her boobs, kissing her and rubbing her pussy.Then i said to open my zip and hold my rock hard dick. Then she placed her hand on my dick and started rubbing it. Then slowly she unzipped me and took out my dick and started stroking it.She was happy after looking my dick. And soon garden was almost empty as we were sitting at last side of the garden no one was coming this side. Then i told her to go back side of the bench and sit down on the ground. She went.