I shoved her toward the bed."Please! Please don't hurt me," she pleaded."Shut up!" I shouted. "You're mine and I'm gonna do whatever I want with you, ...fucking cunt!" What do you want?" The words came out so softly I could scarcely hear them."What do I want? Why, bitch, I want you. I'm gonna rip you a new pussy, bitch." I grabbed a handful of the thin baby-doll pajamas she was now wearing and gave a yank. With little resistance, there was a ripping sound as the flimsy cloth tore and fell to the. In his vigorous tugging, his elbow knocked against the gate and it slammed shut with a loud clang. I opened my eyes, ever so casually, looked over, and saw him standing there, his 6-inch cock standing erect with his hand firmly gripping it. I smiled to myself, acting as if I had not heard the gate and continued floating, now with a purpose of getting closer to give him a better look at my tanned body. He had stepped back some, but not far enough to completely hide his cock and continued to. " Peter? Matthew?" asked McCock."Later" said both ladies in unison, with Sally going on, "this is far more important." We don't want to lose you." persisted Nan."Shelly already has lost her man" McCock pointed out in hard tones.Sir Lancelot coughed,"Ladies, shall we postpone the family argument until you get home? Let me give you a bit of medical history which, I think is relevant, and I will then go on to what I might be able to do for Mr McCock.Early in the twenty first century, research. "Jesus Alex." Kevin broke my uncomfortable focus. "You're as dry as abone and as tight as a fucking drum. There's no way I can get my dick inthere. It'll just shred you up. We're gonna need a shitload of lube." Hestomps off into the en suite to locate some. Yet another unwanted breakin his goal oriented focus.I guess he was right though. I had no idea how to lubricate my ownvagina, and I was pretty sure being petrified with fear was not at allconducive to that.Maybe if he kissed me? But did I.