I tried to tighten my muscles as some kind of defence but it was useless they had been so relaxed from the plug that it was no more that a tight pussy...for this man to enjoy. Then with a burning sensation something hard pushed inside me, it was about twice the width of the plug and judging the feel of his cock, it must be ten inches long. As my ass began burning he stopped just two inches inside me, he was incredibly hard, I had no idea at the time but his cock was already big, but had been made. " I… it was wrong to run from you. It was stupid of me to think I could escape." Taylor grumbled.Smirking down at her, I calmed her uneasy expression. "It's fine. You'll have to prove to me that you'll behave though." I said getting up. Walking back to the couch, I sat down and exhaled. I decided I wanted to embarrass her, see how much I could affect her. "Come over here." I said, waving her over. Taylor slowly stood up, cautiously walking over to me. "Sit down on my knee." I said, eyeing her. “The delivery is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, Ben,” the first man closest to us answered.“How far out will they make contact and then transfer the goods, George?” another man asked.“The launch will leave at 4:30 and meet the merchant ship three and a-half miles or so off the coast, Joe,” the first man who was named George told the second man.“What time is the meeting scheduled for?” a third man asked.“It’s scheduled for 5:10 and the delivery should be completed by 5:30 or so, Nate,” George. He dreamt of stairs and ladders, of new shoes and old boots. All the things he supposed that anyone who had lost a limb would dream about.He also had dreams about Kat. The way she smiled and ran her hand through her closely shorn hair. The sheer poetry of Kat in motion on the training mats, the way she moved from attack to defense and back again with exquisite grace. So fast and smooth, excitingly dangerous. That distinctive perfume that she preferred, when he was close enough to catch a whiff..