Revenge of the PotheadChapter 22
I awoke to being ridden ... by Anne. I was in no small amount of shock, of course. She had made a point of telling me that she had to swear me off and be faithful to Samuel, yet here she was, fucking me in the wee hours of the morning ... where, exactly? I looked around in the darkness as my eyes adjusted to it. That was when I realized that he was behind her, Samuel was, pounding her ass as she rode my dick with her pussy. What in the blazes of Hell? What happened to his jealousy? What...