“So honey, did you enjoy yesterday. I hope my husband wasn’t too rough with you. He tends to get excited once he gets going” she said. I said it... was fine. “Yes he told me you demanded seconds” she added “he takes longer to remount than Goldie”. I was feeling a little uncomfortable talking about how he husband had fucked me but she sounded so cool about it. I guess that made me relax a little. “Well I am going to have a shower” she said and headed for the bathroom as Mr Walden came out still in. While Miranda was still an incredible fuck and had learned to give fantastic blowjobs, the thrill of making the innocent young preacher’s wife do things that she would never have done otherwise was gone.As Chase sat there looking at the drugged Miranda, contemplating getting rid of her, when it dawned on him that he had taken her every way except one. He had never fucked her incredible well-rounded tight ass.Chase helped Miranda up, guided her to the bedroom, and helped her get undressed. When. Sometimes I would pass out drunk on the couch downstairs while my buddy was upstairs fucking his girlfriend. Everybody else either already left , or had passed out long before I did. Some nights though, the girls and the others didn’t come back to my buddy’s place. Just me. I’d smoke a couple joints and get nice and toasty. He would drink more, not much in partaking of Mary Jane. Eventually, we would end up in his bedroom upstairs. Door Closed. My Buddy would throw on some tunes, turn on the. I pull my sore body out of the bed and shower. I cannot believe how long I slept. I take a long hot shower and hope that my arms muscles will relax. I lather up with my favorite buff and soap. I look down at the rope marks that are still left behind on my ankles. I look at my wrists. The marks there are just about gone. Hunger is over powering me. I think about not shaving, but I decide better and take the time to shave. I towel off and walk into my bedroom. I see the bouquet of flowers on my.