Hodges still sober, driving them home in the reverse order of going. Pouring the groom and his wife from the trap to carry his bride up over the thres...hold as it were and putting the pony away in its stall heard the distant midnight bell chime. Thursday was the next time the ladies were together, over afternoon tea, taken in the drawing room, as they now felt their secret was out and there was no need of privacy from the menfolk, they discussed first the wedding, and whether Mary would still. ..something''you are a cool boy, you live alone here?''''yes i do''''nice tv ''''thanks i can put it on''setting it on to some music channelthe room filled with smokeboith at my side on the couchsharing 2 spliff i rolled for themi was stone and a bit drunk feeling warm we finished the joints i look right Mike pulling me on him ''hey what you doing''postiotionning me between his legs holding me agaisnt himkissing my neck''ohhhh what the fuck....''his big hands on my small cock getting hard under. She thanked him and asked if he had enjoyed it? “God yes it was amazing!” He said, and then asked her if “it had been all she expected”, not she noticed ‘if she had enjoyed it’ or ‘had she found it stimulating’, he had picked his words with great care She smiled raise herself a little and then said; “Last night was exactly as I imagined it would be, a huge orgasmic mixture of fear, excitement, pain, sadism, stimulation, an adventure, eroticisms, and joy , all mixed up.” “If your asking did. When Jeff arrived home in the afternoon, Fionatold him that she had suffered a miscarriage, and likely will never be able to become pregnant in the future. For the rest of the evening Jeff held Fiona in his arms and finally sleep overcome both of them.For two months, Fiona did not allow Jeff to touch her, then one night he forcefully grabbed her and forced sex with her. Fiona had turned into a pleading whore and begged her husband for more, to do her harder. "Pound my pussy Jeff. Fuck me hard.