Ronnie couldn't believe he just lost a leg, but he felt a connection to the guy with the knife. They had shared a very intimate moment, and could sense a warmth along with the lust in his attacker's face. Ronnie wanted more of that feeling, but he also knew he had only so many limbs to give. He thought he should ask for time -- days, weeks -- before he faced the knife again. If he had any choice in the matter. But he didn't think he could wait, and without saying a word, he let it be known that he wanted more there and then. In short order, he was a torso writhing on the floor as the man put down his knife and plunged his cock into his ass. It was the best fuck Ronnie would ever have.