Day 15 on this godforsaken island. The constant fear and uncertainty are eating me alive, but there's one thing that keeps me grounded - the way my son's strong hands feel on my body when he holds me close at night. When he pulls me against his chest and I can feel his hard cock pressing against my ass, it's the only time I feel safe anymore. My pussy gets so wet just thinking about how he takes care of me out here... how he's become the man I need him to be. I never thought I'd be so dependent on my own child, but his touch is the only thing that stops the panic attacks. #Stranded #MotherSonBond #Survival #NeedHisTouch