Seven pregnancies had left their mark there. But it was well muscled under the layer of fat. She began praying again, pleading with her God to save he... from me. Her God stubbornly refused to put in an appearance. I pulled her panties down around her ankles.My dick was hard already, and I unzipped, pulled it out and shoved it up against her cunt in one move. She was dry so the head only sank in about halfway. Unlike her wussy husband I wasn't going to let a little pain (for either of us) get in. She clearly had been sensing my quasi hostility over the past couple of days. I'd never, ever been mean to her before. I grunted back at her and moved my legs so she'd have some room."Are you mad at me?" It was a timid, almost shy question and the voice that delivered it was the voice of the little girl of seven or eight who'd at one time years ago been my best friend. The little girl whose big brother had always looked out for. The little girl who'd always greeted her brother with a smile and. "I agree with everything Gwenjust said. Loosen up a bit more like you did today. It willmake this easier on us and a whole lot easier on you. There'sno reason you can't have some fun while you're with us, isthere?"The problem was, Sam was not sure about that. He was veryafraid that if he let himself enjoy this too much, then hewould lose and the women would have won. He might even dosomething really stupid, like decide to stay Samantha.Chapter 7: Conflict at the Game CockSusan, Lois and. My mouth went up and down the length of her shaft as far as I could go, but that was not far enough for her liking. I felt her hand on top of my head and she timed my sucking to push my head down onto her cock. The tip of the rubber hard on hit me in the back of my throat and I gagged. "Relax," she softened a bit. Then she slowly pushed my head down onto her cock until the tip rested in the same spot. I gagged a little bit, but was able to relax and continue.The taste of rubber filled my mouth.