It was difficult with my work schedule to maintain any consistent workout routine and a healthy diet. I could blame those persistent handlebars on the... readily available donuts at work or my wife’s great cooking—but that would be just an excuse. I knew that whatever went into my mouth was my responsibility, as well what came out of it, too. Food and words can have long term consequences if misused.When I finally came to the dining table, Marika was waiting for me. She looked serious. I knew. Did he enjoy watching as we both got fucked? Did he especially enjoy the brutal treatment they gave Anne? I wondered if he jacked himself off or not. I got myself dressed and then looked for Anne’s clothes. There was barely a shred of them left. They at least left me with something to cover my ass. All Anne had were the shoes she had on. Her knees were far more abused than mine and were bleeding slightly as she stood to her feet. I could see the cum flowing from her and down her thighs, I would. That day I told her she can ask me directly of fucking any pose. We would only meet in night. The next day we were energized again. She texted me to surprise her as she will surprise me. I was bit confused so I bought a bottle of wine and vodka. It was 9pm then I went to her flat she was dress like kamasutra movie model.All the ornaments were over her body. I was amazed by the beauty and kissed her. I told I have brought a wine and vodka but I am high on seeing her. She laughed and said she has. I'm headed to the lake, if you want to come out for lunch. I have already got my lunch. so you will probably be eating alone." I said."I'll be there as quickly as I can get through the drive thru at Wendy's," he said"Since I will be finished with lunch before you get here, order me the largest cup of black coffee they have there. I can sip it while I watch you eat."The weather had started to get bearable, even if I did have to wear a coat and sweater to be comfortable. At least I needed it.