" He listened carefully what I was saying andagreed, "Ok, I guess we really should do it; maybe this is getting out ofhand a little." I didn't really ...hare his opinion; after all, the relationwe had and the things we liked were the main reasons that brought us togetherin the first place; still, I said he was right and how we should ease upa little. And it was good, too…for some time, at least. The funniestthing was that, first night we went to bed and made love, I had to give himsome guidance. “Fuck yeah!” she cried out. “I love feeling cum between my big fucking tits!” she groaned as she forced her tits even tighter together with her hands. “You love fucking your aunt’s big tits, baby? Fuck my big slutty tits!”Gabe knew he would not last long with this furious tit fucking so he once again grabbed a fistful of her curls and pulled her off of him. Bringing his aunt up to her feet, he quickly pulled up her skirt and slid off her panties. “Fuck me, slut.” he demanded as her steered her. Together, all of it added to and lessened my resistance, I was succumbing to his physical sexual advances and now when he whispered he knew I was wanting it, I was embarrassed he felt that in me and I broke free and went to my husband, without looking back.When my husband saw me, he saw nothing of distress, just a glass of bubbly, and as I sat I looked around and I have to say, frustratingly, could not see him again amongst the throng."Who was that man that asked me to dance", I asked my. "I was beginning to think I would have to fabricate the incident."I sat back. "The rape?" It didn't matter what incited the attempt to control a Positive," he said. "I needed a clear illustration of what would happen." Control," I said with a nod. "It's an interesting word for imprison." In this case, it's the same thing," he told me. "I'm guessing you had a few government-sponsored visitors. Influential people who want to pass on their genes." You wanted to show them only you can 'control'.