You can feel my cock still deep inside your ass, and you wiggle and buck your hips as I stroke, but there is no trying to get out of it. You are mine ...nd you are going to be stroked to orgasm, a big, strong powerful orgasm, with your nicely stuffed ass squeezing and clenching uncontrollably.Your mouth is open and you are panting as I massage your heavy balls, encouraging them to fill and fill for me. I keep your cock thick and at attention, stroking, rubbing, tickling, teasing my fingers around. Life was complicated enough and I didn't want to do anything to disrupt Daphne's training. But, after the Marathon, I thought, maybe she'd like a change of partner.I wasn't sure of what I was going to do at the end of things. I'd been thinking about what might happen after the marathon. Daphne really was a great example of what could be done. Maybe I could re-start the training business using her as a reference. Maybe I could persuade her to invest in athletics, using her businesses to sponsor. ” She pushed back, pushing the first half of the plug in, spreading her cheeks wider than even the two fingers had. I twisted it, sending a shiver through her. She wiggled her ass, shuffled her knees back, and pushed a little more against it. It was almost to the widest point. “It’s too big,” she whispered. “Nonsense, slave. It’s been there many times before. Even the red one fits. Should I get the red one, make you take it? Make you stand in the corner with it in your ass, while I amuse myself. Marie had already dressed for the evening and wore a tight t-shirt with ?Playgirl 69? emblazoned across the front. Unfortunately it was probably the novelty of this shirt which cause her current status gagged by a bandana, her legs tied together, and her arms stretched upward handcuffed to the kitchen stove.Three Hours and Fifteen Minutes Earlier ?Marie this is bullshit!? yelled Dave as Marie hurried to make some semblance of her curly hair streaked with red and blonde highlights. .