She enjoys everything that construes sex. For me it's control. I control. Once I discover what puts a need to submit into a person's psyche, I can con...rol them, like I controlled you just now. I don't own you, yet I control you, and you, you have discovered that you need to be controlled. I will take that need and mold it if you let me. I can give you more sexual pleasure than you can imagine. You will not be a submissive or a slave. You will be mine, like Hostess, Stephanie and Helen.”Still. Shenegotiated the bloody floor with ease - lots of practice keeping herfooting in the gore fests of a zombie shooter. She made no noise besidethe necessary noise that her boots made on the floor. She saw Brennan.She brought the wrench down in fury.He moved a tiny bit. Saw it coming, probably. She broke his collar bone.She smacked him again, hit him in the head, but he'd blocked the blowwith his hand.She felt the bones break in that hand. And his head. She swung a thirdtime.The wrench stopped in. So i got her skirt off and pulled up the tank top. She was wearing yellow cotton briefs and a simple white bra. The bra followed her skirt on the floor. Her breasts were small, but the nipples nice and dark and firm. I sucked them with my lips and nibbled them. She really liked that.I got her out of her “chuds”. She was shaved clean, except for a small round of pubic hair just above her cunt. I got between her legs and started the first round of pussassination – eating the pussy. She tasted. His head still shaking, he said, “I got a problem.". He came over to my left side, stood starring me up and down, and exhaled. “I get horny around you.” Looking straight down into the defined bulge firmly mounded in his unzipped crotch he asked, “Can you help me out?” Before I could answer, he undid his buckle and pulled his pants down along his thighs. He stepped closer, putting one hand on my shoulder and rubbing it. I could only stare at his fine jock strap that enclosed his hard-on inches.