"Just so long as you don't dump me for some chickee. I couldn't bear that; I just couldn't," she said, she wasn't being comical. "Never happen," I sa...d. "You're stuck with me." Two months later we were married, and I was reemployed at my old digs, Hilling's Investments. It took a few months, but soon I was back to making the kind of scratch that I used to. And, no, I'd had no communication with Amanda or her ten-inch dick since returning. That would be a while in coming. **** "He's back at. These boards were less than an inch thick and pressed deeply into my already extremely sore pussy. Our backs were to each other so that we couldn’t see what was happening. Then came the candle wax. Hot candle wax was dripped on my nipples. The candle was held very close and the wax was very hot. They were coated. My tits were covered with wax. Then came a small whip that was used to whip the wax off of my tits. Meantime, Lori and I kept struggling as we each tried to relieve the. What you do is none of mine. Let’s keep it that way.”Wanda, feeling a little mean, stated, “It was open to a story about a threesome. Do you fantasize about that?”Glen ignored the question and continued to work. Sandra took his silence as an admission of guilt. She answered, “I bet he does. I bet he sits over in that recliner at night rubbing his dick and thinking about two women just lusting after his body.”Wanda tittered and added, “Yeah, you have to wonder what women he thinks about. There. I began to cum as I rubbed my swollen clit and my asshole gripped his cock so tightly that it caused him to fill my ass with a sticky wad of goo.He laid on top of me for a while, then we cleaned up and he dropped me back off at my lucky corner. It was nearly 2:30am and I didn't know whether to go home or hang out, since there was no one around and barely any traffic. I lit up a cigarette and just leaned on the building when another car pulled up. The window went down and I leaned in to say hi..