“Don’t play games Bethany. I thought we’d learnt that lesson last night.” His growl of annoyance makes his lips vibrate against my neck, his a...ms tightening around me even more making me wince slightly. “It was a joke Tim, ouch your hurting me,” I try to wiggle away from his hold but he’s too strong. Giving in I decide to play the only weak card I know he has, his obsession on me. Looking up into those strange off blue eyes I slide my leg over his, hooking it over and using it to pull my hips. The Spinelli case was a big one, newsworthy, capturing the whole city's attention. Giovanni Spinelli, the defendant's father, was widely rumored to control most if not all the organized crime on the north side, and his kid was facing some charges stemming from an altercation at a nightclub. Nothing too terrible, but there was a weapons charge and an assault. She could prove the gun was there. The assault was more of a gray area, and even Rebecca wondered if the victim, claiming to have been. He could see the lurid folds of their womanhood throbbing before him, the invitation was unmistakable, and inspite of the lathered moisture of their supple flesh, a trickle of feminine juices could still be seen from each of the six love-canals arrayed before him in sexual promise."YOU CUM!" thundered the balding man-beast, and Marina at last understood the throbbing power of the manly rod invading her sex. The cock seemed to produce electric jolts of stimulation with only a quiver, and the. Somehow, his breasts were growing from flat maleness into twin mounds of flesh, while his cock - already impressive in her opinion - gained more girth, its head spurting his seed with each passing moment. His lovely, thick hair began to fall off his scalp, leaving only a bald smoothness in its wake. With supreme effort, she turned her gaze to his assailant, only to realize that he was turning into its identical clone, save only for his dark skin. She could only gasp in horror, her brain finally.