Just go into the house. When she made to struggle, I cocked the gun and ground it into her ear some more. She did as I told her, and inside, I made ...er bend over the dining room table and cuffed her hands behind her. I then took out my pocket knife and cut through the panty part of her outfit as she protested and kicked. I stuck a couple of fingers into her ass and told her I would rip it out if she didn’t stop. I then cuffed her ankles. I turned her over and she started to curse as she. She was more than willing to have sex with him but she said, "I brought some condoms. I think that we should use them so I don't get pregnant."Tommy thought about it for a moment and then he agreed. 'There was more than one way to skin a cat," his father always said. He took the condom packages from her and set all but one on the nightstand. He slid that one into the pocket up his leather vest.They undressed each other, although he insisted that he keep his leather vest on. He took Samantha's. And no matter how degrading may seem to me now my then stance of whore good just for a quick fuck, I had no problem with it, as long as I was fucking a fine bitch like her.So there we were, two people hungry for fuck and nothing else. She was still doing me handjob, almost mechanicly, whatching my cock, like hypnotized, wanting it so bad inside of her but postponing the moment forever. So, because I wanted more, and started to get nervous by her handjob that didn`t seem fun anymore, I just took. How fate can twist a situation. It started two years ago.Her dumb fucking mother went out for the night to the bingo and left me to look after her.Great night i thought. after about an hour of silence between us watching shitty T.V,she said she was going for a shower.I shrugged and carried on watching the box. About half an hour later she reappeared,hair all wet and wild looking,and a short baby doll nighty on.That was the first time i noticed her.I mean in a way a man notices pussy.and my cock.