Phil eventually figured out I knew what was going on when after a party at our home three years later I told him if he wanted to fuck Anne she was alr...ady in bed and I would be in after I had cleared up the mess from the party. It appeared Phil wasn’t much into being married as he was separated after eighteen months I guess he was fucking my wife more than his own. I eventually had a threesome with Phil but it appeared to put him off doing it with me there, though it didn’t put him off when he. I penetrated my full length just to make up, and had the pleasure of hearing her squeal again as I thrust. Just to show I had a soft side I allowed her to climax before she cleaned my cock with her tongue. I then turned and left, leaving her lying, without a backward glance. God, I loved being a bastard! And so the fun continued, but as it did so an idea began to germinate in my mind. Why confine myself to just fucking Karen? Why not spice things up a little bit more? I announced my intention. I have asked the blacksmith to keep an eye on him, and there is an empty cottage in the village where you can live. But he will be waiting for you; you need to go.”She handed Abigail a bundle.“Take this too. It’s just a few things you’ll need: some clothes and food, a little money. Peter loves you and will look after you, but no-one can live on love alone.”Abigail took it gratefully.“Thank you,” she repeated, not knowing what else to say.“Off you go, hurry now. I will lock the gate when you are. Instead it is Yulia that does. “I want to apologize,” she says, still looking out the window. “I am guest in country. I must follow rules.”Curtis lets out a deep sigh and shakes his head. Though he doesn’t think she can see it, Yulia does through the reflection the window casts. “I overreacted,” he puffs. “You’ve lost a partner and you’ve been on the trail of this killer for a long time. If it were me in your country I would act the same way.”She turns her head for the first time since riding.