James grabbed her left tit and pinched the nipple slowly increasing the pressure - she gasped and started to bite her lip. "You like that don't you?" ...e asked. Jane nodded her head - yes. He stepped back, " Let's make sure we understand each other here," he said, " I would hate for there to be any repercussions. What would you like Jane?"She looked at me. I think this was the first time she had seen my hard cock on display as I gently stroked it. I dare not wank to hard as I knew I would flood. Then her body came alive to let her know just how much it had been wounded. She sobbed and sank to her knees, robbed of her victory and all her remaining strength. Every deep gouge, every tiny scratch, flared with pure agony."You ... fucking ... bitch!" Timora gasped between sobs. "Why did you make me do this?" The worst thing was that Emma was obviously as damaged and wounded as she was, but her bleeding gouges didn't seem to bother her at all.Emma dropped down on her knees and took Timora's. After sometime the door opened and slammed again. I heard dad cursing mom and then silence. I whispered to Lauren "Stay here"I walked out of her room and into the living room and saw dad sitting on the couch clenching and unclench ing his fists. I stared at him then proceeded into the room. He heard me and looked up. "Why the Fuck does your mother have to start all this shit?!?!" Dad–" I mean seriously?!?! I'm about done with that bitch" Dad–" She is so fucking lucky I dont just beat her ass". “Umm. Dunno, which one do you want to watch?” I ask Cynthia nonchalantly, all while my movements with my hands do not falter. “How about the Nicholas Spark one?” “Hmmm. What do you think Paul?” I ask. I look into the mirror and can see Paul gazing at me, with feral lust in his eyes. The hardened look sends shock waves of desire through me and I can feel a trickle of pussy juice slip out of my slit. Paul only half mumbles a response while gritting his teeth. Earl chuckles, “Not that crap.”.