When they were carefully removed, the pain lessened dramatically. The surgery did nothing to alleviate the weakness throughout my body, but I suspect ...hat my wounds were far worse than pelvic surgery could cure.Once the wounds healed, I was cleared to try flying our new, well, new to us used plane. Ben fell in love with the trainer we bought and chaffed waiting for the new one to arrive. We had spent whatever the dealer wanted to assure it came with the best interior, instruments and engines.. Sometimes, I got the impression that it was some kind of joke, or game the two women were playing. Anyway, Grace and Jack Blake seemed to hit it off together. Although it was a slightly odd relationship, and that’s assuming it actually was a relationship. Almost the only time they were together was at the dining table and later in the evenings in the Palm Court, where Mr Blake would always sit with Grace, and on occasions they would dance together. Oh, and one night a week when they played. I pulled back again and slowly started to pump her in and out. Then a sudden big push, reached the bottom of her womb. She screamed but, there was no noise because of my mouth. She was shaking like hell, I could see the pain in her face. I stopped for a few seconds and asked her whether she was ok! Even though she was in pain, she replied,Give me your best shot baby, fuck me hard. Let see what you got!”I smiled at her spirit and started to pump her slow and steady but, my dick had still an inch. His testicles will slam against my butthole, his pubes will pound mine, and that luscious bulging glans of his will flatten itself against my cervix. His winged shaft will spread my vaginal walls apart, and I will be in another world.“Slam me, mother fucker! Slam your fuckin’ slut like she’s never been slammed! Own me with your cock! Make me your fucking cock slave! I’m your mother fucking loving siren cockslave!”Another set of orgasms erupts out of me, three at least. Taylor is.