Taylor had so much self assurance in his voice. Yeah. How so? I dug a hole in the grass with the toe of my brand new sneakers. Stan? Seriously who am...I going to tell? That actually made sense to me. So much so I laughed. Well, there were 3 others… THREE OTHERS? So thats what, FOUR of them? Holy SHIT BOY! You ARE going to end up in here! Nuh-uh. Taylor tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face. Ok well, heres how it is. They dont even remember me raping them. See I sort of drugged them.. She recognized the face of the man smiling at her and the details of a delivery started coming back to her."What happened?" she managed to ask.He didn't really reply to her; he just smiled. "God, I love it... Always a surprise."This time turning to face her, he addressed her; "You're a Special Express courier, my dear, with a rather unique emphasis on the 'special.' I requested a delivery and I got it, and it's you. So now you're all mine, at least for a while. You were quite expensive, you. .yes...” feeling a small surge of guilt. Mel moved back and knelt between Janey’s legs and my sister shifted up, resting her back against the head board as she glanced from me to my friend. Every fifth or sixth time I noticed her eyes still flicking to my hard-on beside her where I knelt on the edge of the bed. “How?” she eventually said. Mel looked over her shoulder and down towards the foot of Janey’s chest of drawers, “Kevin rigged up a camera down there a couple of weeks ago,” Janey gave. I felt her leave, expecting her to go and grab a vibrator, lube, or whatever she was in the mood for. I wanted longer than usual, then felt her mouth back on my rod. Alyson licked my shaft then began to suck on my balls, and I moaned letting her know I approved. She undid my hands and told me to flip over. I smelled her wax candle, and expected I was going to get a massage. After I flipped she rehooked the cuffs and gave me a doubleshot of whiskey. I wasn't sure if this was a good idea, but I.