But a man can't help butwant a taste of something new. Especially something hot, forbidden andin your case unique. You remember that feeling? It can m...ke you do crazythings. I know you're family and all, but it's not like we're bloodrelatives. Besides I'm pretty sure you can't get pregnant."Tom leaned forward and started kissing my shoulder, moving up my necktoward my ear. His actions brought goose bumps on my skin and I wasgetting scared and nervous. I hated the feel of his cock on my. As such a long time passed I felt safe telling Mark about it.We had our week of honeymoon in Hawaii, and then came back to Mark's hometown - to his parent's house. We had planned to live there for a while until we found our own apartment. Mark had a junior executive job waiting at his father's company and I joined an architect's office (owned by Mark's uncle) as an interior decorator.Anyway, when we came back from our honeymoon Mark's parents prepared a small 'family only' party in our behalf.. Her hands were a little scraped up, a little blood dried up in the dirt they’d collected from the floor. The same dirt now on the knees of her jeans. A sign of the close call she’d just had.She had thought that she’d be going over the edge with her prey. That the object of her hatred would gain revenge when her momentum very nearly sent her to following after the prey she’d pushed over the edge.Her prey had been a lot heavier than she thought. She found that out when she rolled the inanimate. She made himkneel with his hands as well as legs. She handcuffed him in this position usingone hand careful not to let the gun drop for a moment. Giggling she moved up behind him and ran the gun over his thighs, overhis buttocks until it dipped below into the cheeks. She parted the cheeks withone hand and teased his most private of holes with the gun. Again the man felthumiliated, dirty and emasculated. He just wanted this to be over. Shakingslightly with fear the gun would misfire, or even be.