She tries to pull away, but I'm holding onto her hips tightly. I waste no time and start slamming into her. The whole time I'm looking over her at the...mirror. Man did it feel good to own a bitch with a deceased husband. I keep on slamming into her, I keep telling her " You are my bitch. Move that ass slut. Man you are sloppy wet. Keep creaming all over by dick baby." I keep ramming into her and talking. Eventually I let go of her hips, and let her do the fucking. She keeps pushing back into me.. It definitely had a calming effect.I walked over and held Sally's hand. "I've already called the Sheriff, but I need to talk to you in private before they get here, ok?" Sally nodded.As Sally stood, Beth gave me a warm smile and then patted Sally on her back. "It's going to be ok. Bruce will make sure. You and Jimmy are going to be alright." With that Beth moved over to Jimmy and rubbed his back.Sally and I went into my office. "If you want this to end, you are going to have to press charges. I. Do your job; fix him up so he looks presentable.”I said: “Robot, I am Cadet Eric Olafson. I am held without charges and I have been tortured. Contact my superior officer, Commander Letsgo and file a report on my condition.”“Acknowledged.”A bright flash hit the robot and the machine fell over in a tangled mass of molten Vari-plast, circuits and metal, I barley felt the added pain of the burns.“He won’t do any reporting and you will die.” Said the voice.Someone else in the room had panic in his. She stood back, stepping out of them, looking at Karen nervously.James' eyes went directly to his middle sister's exposed pussy, groaning lightly, staring at it. He looked at her slit, noticing her pussy lips were slightly swollen, and the small patch of pubic hair glistening with her wetness. Karen looked at James. "Okay lay on your back in the middle of bed James," she said sternly.James excitedly moved to the middle of the bed, his young dick fully hard, pointing straight up towards his.