I couldn’t take that chance. So, considering how close I was still to the couch, I took the only other option open to me. I jumped forward, pushing ...yself off the writhing form of the injured man at my feet.By the time Sergi’s weapon was all the way up, I was inside his arms, with the barrel of his gun pointing over my left shoulder. I managed to grip his shirt with one hand. Pressing my weapon flat against his chest which I gripped hard in the other hand, I let my momentum and weight throw the. Dafne stepped in real close and dropped from "mom friend" to thatdisappointed but concerned near whisper that again made Sandra quitearoused. "Let me help you with a simple yes/no question to start: Didyou give yourself a dick just in the hopes of maybe fucking me?" Yes."Dafne gently placed a hand on the new dick. "Good boy." Sandra wasn'tsure if Dafne was thanking her for the truth or complimenting the feelof her new dick and addressing it or both. Dafne continued. "That'scertainly chaotic,. It made chills creep down my body. I lick the bottom of her lip and sucked it in while gently sinking my teeth. I heard a small moan call from the back of her throat and I wanted to make her scream it. Knotting my hands in her hair, I pull her closer. I pull myself to straddle her, and I didn’t hold back any longer. I pulled her head back and nibbled on her neck until I found the spot that made the chill bumps race down her body. Our lips found each other once again, and I felt her hand slide. Strange thoughts anyway. She would never make it necessary forhim to have to think of her in those ways, coarse or otherwise. No, shehad built her cage delicately. She had taken healthy, vigorous, normalmen and unmanned them. She had made their own bodies betray them andtake them captive. Each male psyche was now exposed in the raw, with nomasculine defences remaining to protect it. Each male life was divertedinto portraying the antithesis of emancipation, bound, imprisoned,subservient. .