Well, you wouldn't know that, but it's true. I'm not so sure about him.You probably think I'm being silly, wanting to remain monogamous, don't you? Ok...y, you're the wrong person to ask. You don't know the meaning of monogamy. I know of two girls you had sex with when Greg and I were seniors and you were in the tenth grade. Say, did you fuck that older woman? You did, didn't you?I'll bet you've had your way with those three bikini-clad sisters. Don't tell me. I don't care. Anyway, I would be. If not that it might be something shoved up my ass, just to prove the owner of the offending object was tougher than me. Believe me someone is always tougher and willing to show it.The weather would be changing soon, so I tried to make use of every minute. I spent as much time on the river as possible. I even installed a second full sized chest freezer for more catfish, along with a commercial ice maker. I set up a rotating system for using the fillets with the oldest dates first. Just to cut. .I push my full length into you and reach down to squeeze two fingers into Red's sopping pussy. "There's plenty more where those came from," you say as you take two fingers and join me inside our new friend. "Plenty fucking more!" Red exclaims as she giggles and squeals again... My reminiscence is broken as Red steps out of the bathroom, naked but for the towel she's drying her hair with. She surveys the room, her eyes tracing the form of your sleeping body then wandering over to the obvious. As he closed the door behind him with a devious grin, she felt her fear/discomfort levels shoot upwards and with it her arousal.Although she had seen his face the night before, I had made sure she "forgot" about that. She had invited Matt over because the rapist had ordered her to fuck him. He was simply thrilled with himself for manipulating the poor woman.Temporarily, I made her forget all about me."Come in Matt," she finally managed to say. She was shaking from agonizing worry as she led him.