I screamed again as he pushed in further but this time his hand came to my rescue: it was suddenly on my neck choking me with a ferocity that derailed...me from reality. I always knew I enjoyed being submissive with my body, but now, I had begun to enjoy surrendering my life. I was in utopia as I went to sleep. Dont know how long I passed out for. It took me a while to figure out where I was. And what was being done to me. He was still fucking my bum. He wasnt fucking it hard, he wasnt even all. He turned away from her at once and headed for the door to the hallway. 'Sorry, Della, I've just got to go to the bathroom, ' he said, rushing out of the kitchen and leaving her staring after him with some surprise and a glimmer of understanding in her eyes.Wow! she thought, I wonder what brought that on? An hour earlier, she had seen Ronnie's trousers tent up, and when he'd undone them, while sliding one hand up her skirt, his cock had sprung out all red and angry-looking, nodding at her.. Glowing chocolate skin. Thighs that made you want tograb something. Big wide brown eyes that reminded oneof those Jap cartoon ladies. I could imagine her doing anything, anyone and sayingno to nothing.And I mean nothing.But wow, she had an aura of scintillating perversitythat hit like a steam engine around six inches belowmy navel.Now I like only two things in life… Guns… AndSex… long, hard, sweaty, oily, screaming, gruntingscratching clawing intruding sex. Something like. I followed behind her and sat next to her in my refuge. She looked around a little, her eyes adjusting to the darkened room. As soon as she saw it, I realized she saw the playboys. She reached across me, one hand between my legs on the ground nearly touching my cock in the movement, and grabbed a playboy. I could feel my face flush red as she looked into my eyes and said "Do you look at these a lot"?. "Yes", I replied with a nervousness I've never felt before, my cock was hard as a rock.