Strangely, I was starting to really enjoy the feeling of having my ass filled with the plug. As for work, I kept the kinky plug stuff as my secret but...the no clothes rule was a running joke all week. The boss surprisingly loved it and encouraged us to continue with the running gag. A picture was even taken of me naked behind a strategically placed cardboard box, and it was posted on our radio station website. Friday arrived and my work week was done. Upon arriving home I quickly shed my clothes. My relationship with Mike was very short lived. After we'd had such anexciting afternoon at his house I had an expectation that we'd be hardat it every day, but I was woefully wide of the mark in that assumption.We did see each other a lot and had a couple of liaisons which only onceallowed me to wear my underwear of choice. That occasion happenedimmediately after our final day at school at the end of our exams. Myparents and sister were all out when Mike and I got back to my house ataround. When they left, I returned to the bed to give the exhausted Anna some special attention. I lifted her to her feet, took her into the shower, and cleaned her, paying careful attention to her heavily used cunt as I helped soap and rinse her body. Cum from the repeated fucks continued to drain from her for a while, but some careful flushing of her vagina finally cleaned her of our accumulated sperm.My young daughter-in-law was one tired and thoroughly fucked woman, but hadn't yet really said. The hair was longer on top and slicked back using gel. It worked well with his strong jawline and square, dimpled chin.“Damn,” the other small town White boy called out. He scratched his bare chest. His flaxen locks were in a long buzz cut - short all over, but long enough to still be called hair. “That’s a sweet ride.”The driver exited the vehicle and walked up to the fence. “Excuse me,” the slender dude with the milk chocolate complexion said.“What’s up,” the one in the gray tank top walked.