I know that is not that unusual, but since I only had one key I couldn’t help but wonder what the second key was for. It bothered the dickens out of... me, so on the way home I stopped and had a copy made. I guess I could have just ask her, but for some reason I didn’t. For the next two months I walked around with that odd key in my pocket.The first Tuesday of every month is poker night. This month is was at Parker’s apartment. Jeff Parker was the Human Resource Manager at Edison Pump Works. We. John wanted some sex but I told him I was tired to save my pussy that was sore from the fucking Darrell had given me today. I got up and John left early and I put on a tight blouse that showed my tits and a tight pair of pants with a string thong. I put the butt plug up my ass as I knew I needed it stretched as much as possible, if Darrell was going to fuck me in the ass today. My phone rang at noon and it was Darrell, and he asked me who my black master was and I said said you are and I told. I said now since I don't have any thing else to lose I'll do something for the other loser everytime I and someone else loses my husband looking horny too have me or watch but nervous and wanting me to fuck his brother but not wanting me to fuck his brother . Well we played around round of card's I lost he lost I said well what can I do I reached over and kissed his brother and crawled into his lap. My husband getting harder and harder and harder unable or unsure of what was going on or what to. Mikaela I think it best if you are here for Ingrid.'That sounded ominous but Ingrid was fine about it so I let it ride.I bought some stilettos and Ingrid insisted on buying the least practical dress she could find for me. When we returned, I waited while Frida took Ingrid off for a few minutes, when they returned, Ingrid was wearing a bath wrap. When she dropped it to reveal all of her, I saw that her pussy was now shaved clean, it wasn't on the train so I guess Frida did that just now. I sat.