Perhaps it was a result of the arousal that coursed through my veins. Or maybe it was because I truly cared for my friend. Whatever the reason, I focu...ed on my passed out friend and started removing her clothes. Do not get me wrong, it was not like I was about to take advantage of her. I just did not want to let her pass the entire night in her clothes. So I removed both her top and her skirt. But I left her underwear on. I may have been aroused, I was not a pervert. Once she was down to her. "God!" She theatrically pinched her nose. "You pong, Why don't you go and have a bath? I will bring you a brew and a bifty up."Surprised I looked at her, "You don't smoke?"She winked, "Don't I?" With a beaming smile she pointed her finger upwards and said. "Bath now please. You really do smell."Ten minutes later I was laid out in Cath's very plush large bath. Wallowing in hot water made bubbly with Radox salts, feeling the aches and pains of over four hundred miles of high-speed riding slipping. I sat next to her and put my arm around her shoulders. He got the message when she leaned into me and kissed my mouth. With no further word, he left us to the relative peace of the carriage and its eddying dust motes that swirled in the shafts of sunlight.Unforgivably, I challenged her to double or nothing. I mean; how stupid can a bloke be? The answer is right here on the other side of the keypad of my laptop.The result was a forgone conclusion and I had no chance at all. By the way reader, I. " I often fall asleep like that, fucked full of Darrell's cum and dreaming about having his baby in me.Getting filled full of baby juice like that a couple of times a day is fun, but it doesn't leave much time to sweep, and mop, and wash dishes, and do laundry, and all those things that Sidney has been so wonderful about. When he comes to bed at night it's often after midnight and my sweet hubby is just exhausted. He smiles at me wistfully, seeing Darrell's cum leaking from around the tampon I.