What Tara didn’t expect was for him to follow her to her bedroom. When she tried to close the door, he blocked it and said, “You’re a teasing li...tle bitch and now you’re gonna get what you deserve,” in a lustful tone.Tara tried to get away, but her uncle grabbed ahold of her long blonde hair and dragged the struggling teen over to her bed. He turned loose of her hair long enough to grab her t-shirt and rip it off her. It caused her fabulous tits to swing and bounce, which excited her uncle even. ”“Can I have a vodka screwdriver?” I asked.“Mark?” Tatyana asked. “Have you had one before?”“No, but if I’m remembering my drinks, this would be mostly orange juice with a little bit of vodka. And I’ll only drink one, after that I’ll just drink water,” I replied as the replicator door opened to reveal a tray piled high with food.Tatyana rushed over. I noticed that she was wearing panties and a loose fitting halter top. Her small breasts still managed to bounce enticingly as she raced over to. I smiled. I liked this guy. He knew the risks, and still he came back for more. I told the barman I was going out for a smoke, and knowingly gave Paul a look, while putting a ciggie behind my ear, and moving for the back door. We weren’t bothered about being subtle, and he was hot on my heels. Outside I lit the cig, and was leaning against the wall when he came out. He immediately pinned me there with his body, while his lips kissed my neck, and his hands grabbed my tits. He pushed his enormous. Marnie half-ran and walked to keep up to me. I ignored her completely. I'm not even sure if she had ever seen me angry before, how I become cold and very distant. It was definitely a new side to her Master, a side that must have convinced her this was not a game, and that my anger was more than just a desire to paddle her bottom or as a prelude to a hot passionate sexual encounter.No, in fact I didn't desire her at all at that moment. When I finally entered my boat and Marnie silently came down.