My dick scrapes down her throat roughly, she makes those funny gagging noises and drools everywhere. I’m all for abusing a mouth, but I want to cum ...nd regular rape just don’t do it for me anymore. But now we have a problem. If I hurt her too much, she’ll bit my dick off.I can fix that. But I want to play with her before I do anything that drastic. I guess it’s as good a time as any to deflower her. I pull out.“Alexis. Stop teasing me, you little slut. You know what I want.”“No, please, I want. She sent shivers through my spine the way that she was stroking the back of my neck with her fingernails. God, I wanted her so badly. My heart was racing, and my breath had quickened to the point where it was super painful, but I didn’t care.Pulling back and breaking the kiss, I gasped out to her, “I love you so much, my little Butterfly. I can’t wait until I can make love to you, Cindy Carson.”Her golden-brown eyes searched mine intensely as she weighed my words against what she saw there.“You. .. Threads brighter now, thicker, the room fading away to leave the two men in the middle of an endless space marked only by thick webs of mind linking unseen souls and pasts and events, waiting to be touched.Shift.Will was back on his couch. His eyes remained closed, but he felt the realness around him, the fabric on the cushions, the air in his lungs, the tug of gravity, the scent of someone else... But he held on to that last image of Randy, alone, all of his threads lit up around him,. I didn’t like being mad at my brother. Had I slapped him because he mentioned my weight, or to distract him from noticing I was skinnier now, or because he hadn’t used a condom earlier? Maybe all of those things?My handsome brother had looked so hurt ... not physically, as I’m sure my slap had barely registered, but emotionally. It hurt my heart to think of it.Hours later, I stood in his doorway, uncertain. He looked at me worriedly.I spoke first: “I’m sorry for slapping you.”“I’m sorry for.