You cry out, begging me to stop, to leave, not to do this. You know, though, what's going to happen next. I set the knife down and force your legs a...part. You try to hold them together, to keep me out, but it's no use. I put my hand on your throat, squeezing roughly, and force my cock inside you again. The fear, the terror, the pain...with all of that, you still can't prevent your body from responding to my touch. You're already dripping wet despite yourself, and I immediately sink to the. I gently began running my fingers along his jaw, neck, shoulders, spine and ended with a playful smack to that tasty ass of his. He stirred, looked up at me and scooped me into his bed pressing me into the mattress with his naked body. Before I could protest his mouth and hands were again all over me and my clothes were thrown to the floor. He flipped me onto my stomach and told me to hold onto the iron bed frame. He then lifted my ass up by the hips to meet his waiting cock. He slowly and. After taking a few practice swings, he asked Mama if he could try her ladies club. In a matter of four or five hits, Uncle Bunny had found a club that really worked well for him. He had always been able to hit a ball pretty far, just never straight. With Mama's club, he hit it straight too. It wasn't just a lucky coincidence either, because he hit them like that, one after another for the next fifteen minutes. After the first two or three times Uncle Bunny smacked it, Mama and I stopped hitting. I decided to answer it, steeling myself for the act I would have to put on so that she wouldn't know I suspected anything."Hey baby," I answered the phone."Hi hon. Listen, the girls and I are gonna head off to a quieter place where we can talk and stuff, and after that, we might grab a bite to eat." So what you're saying is..." I'll be home very late. Don't wait up." Okay! Have fun!" I will! Love you!"And I hung up the phone without saying "I love you" back, not on purpose, but because I had.