God, he wanted to touch her. Bringing his hand up he tried to touch her thigh only to have her swipe at his hand, knocking it away. Looking at his a w...ist he could see the lacerations but strangely enough, there was no pain; just blood.Finally finding the rhythm she wanted she began to pound herself upon him even harder. “I want to...” he started.This only brought another fierce hiss from her lips as she steadily increased her speed. Finally, with a most unfeminine roar she pressed her sex onto. She flowed against me and we moved across the floor physically in sync. She felt good against me and her perfume filled my head.As we danced my body and a perfectly normal response and I felt her giggle in my ear. "Nice to know I can get a rise out of you after all."I pulled her against me, grinding into her pelvis a little. "You got a rise out of me then too, Ann." I always hoped I did. It made your memory even stronger. A guy who got horny but controlled it. You were my role model more than. Eventually he managed a shaky standing position. Angela circled him predatorily, eyeing him arrogantly up and down with her hand poised over the button of pain. Jack's eyes were unable to take his eyes off the control. They were wide with fear.After letting him regain his composure, Angela sprung her next trap. "Drop the pants, prick!" Naturally, Jack was startled and hesitated, giving Angela a chance to zap him quickly, not enough to drop him but enough to stagger him. The pants slithered to. " he ordered. Grasping her hips, he lifted her up towards him and rammed himself hard into her and started thrusting in and out. Her hand came back to push futilely against his groin."Oh stop, Uncle Gil," she said. "Please stop. I dont like it."He grasped her wrist and held it firmly against her lower back. "Becky, honey, you are really tight because it's your first time. You have to stop struggling and relax."She stopped struggling, and in a small voice, said, "I'm sorry. I'll do as you say. I.