Ghosts aside, there was something in that house which had Cherie's mother terribly upset. They would play along for the moment, but were not about to ...llow her to burn down her own house."So you want us to drop you at the house?" asked Cherie."NO, I don't want either of you even NEAR that house. I'll drop the two of you at Marissa's and drive on out myself."Cherie and Marissa shot glances at each other but said nothing to further upset Lynette.It was dark when Lynette pulled into Marissa's. “They would need to pay in cash.”We all laughed at that as we quickly polished off every piece of macaroni and every chunk of cheese.“I’m not kidding,” Marcie said. “$100 and proof that they don’t have any STDs, would be all you would need!”Thinking of it for a couple of minutes, I said “Why not Mary -- we need the cash since dad has probably already cut off my Visa card access?”“How soon do you want me to get some girls here?” Marcie said.“That would be my sister’s decision, not mine!” I. When I came back out to help him finish, I was wearing some of my husband's boxer shorts and a tank top. No bra and no panties since we weren't going out any more this evening. When I came around the corner from the hallway to the living room, I looked to the right and saw my husband naked, tied to one of the dining room chairs, with his legs spread on either side of the chair. His hands were tied behind the chair with the rope tying his bound wrists to his cock and balls in the front of the. Guiding his member with his right hand into her wet love cave she moaned deeply as he began a rhythmic thrust into her. Her knees graced his backside as he lunged his manhood deeper into her soaking delight. His sack pounded against her as he increased his speed and intensity. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she pulled his mouth to her lips. Her tongue darted around his mouth. She had taken control now. “Take me from behind,” she whispered to him. He gave her a final kiss and pulled out of.