“Well, this has been fun, but I have things to attend to. I certainly hope we meet again” He said, before sauntering off into the night.I quietly ...icked up my clothes and got dressed slowly, moving my legs hurt, and my ass and pussy were sore from the beating they’d received. I went out into the cool night air and looked up and screamed into the night.I reported my rape to the police but nothing was ever found of the cruel man that raped me of my virginity and dignity that night. The worst. The angel had to react in a way consistent with its public image, but that'd be so unfair it was unpalatable to the mothers and even to me. If the FBI had really tried to assassinate us, I would've FUCKED the Government and FBI over mercilessly! There would've been massive destruction and several deaths, ideally starting with everyone in the top two or three management levels of the FBI, to send a VERY clear message. But punishing them that severely just for bugging our homes and installing. Her hips seemed to hypnotize me and her pussy still tight. My dick responded although it was only a bit. Like the snake dancing to the tunes of the charmer; mine got up too when her lips swiped my dick.With a soft moan (intended to tease), she humped on me. She leaned and kissed me as she rested on my cock for a second. She then pinched my nipples hard and rode my cock. And then it ignited inside me. I was in heaven. I guess that’s how every woman feels when they are down.With every stroke, I. Once Mom set her mind to something that was it. I slumped in the chair and stared at the ceiling. "Two weeks," I muttered as I felt the first signs of my ball ache coming on, "The twenty-second,"Two whole fucking weeks. This was going to be pure torture as I winced at the uncomfortable tingling emanating from inside my boxers. Shit. Already? Give me a break. I glanced at Mom wondering if I should say something but to my surprise she had already put two and two together as she watched me.