She was nice, friendly, would do anything for you, and she and my wife became good friends.Ellie and Gil had been there about five months when Ellie c...lled my wife and asked if she could borrow me to fix a ceiling fan. Gil was gone and it was something that she wanted to get fixed right away. I grumbled a bit when my wife asked me to go over and fix the fan, but I went. Don't get me wrong - I liked Ellie, but fixing her fucking husband's fan was not something I really wanted to do. Ellie took. "Frieda snuggled into me and kissed me, "I woke in the middle of the night and wanted to wake you up to ravish you, but you were so peaceful looking I let you sleep. And just think, I was drunk on my ass last night. You could have done anything you wanted to me but you just cuddled up and we slept. Some biker you are."After a few more kisses, Frieda said, "I need the bathroom bad and I have to get some aspirin out of my belly pack. I tried to drink the bars dry, didn't I?"Frieda surprised me by. That started us pretending that it was the other's brother every afternoon as we got each other off.But, of course, that was just pretending. We did discuss the real thing, how to get our brothers to fuck the other of us. And birth control. There was no way either one of us was going to do anything with a boy without protection. So, we both schemed what had worked for a friend of ours who wanted to go on the pill so she could have sex with her boyfriend.We both decided that for several months. In the interests of efficiency, I lowered the pressure when I cleaned her cunt and ass – I saw no good in driving shit further up into her body. I washed her coldly, clinically – it was becoming evident to me that I was going to have to fatten the little whore up more than I'd thought at first to make my time with her more enjoyable, and I distracted myself with thoughts on how to accomplish that.When I was through, I left her hanging and retrieved an enema bag. I knew from Johnny that she was.