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In Too Deep, Epilogue 2
🕑 Added 2024-10-04 19:58:43 +0000 UTC
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This one's just a fun chapter with some hot characters that I don't want to say goodbye to. It's been a beast to write, but so amazing because of that. Once inspiration strikes again, I can't wait to revisit this crew. Drop ideas for sequels in the Community chat. Who knows, maybe one will inspire me!
Chapter 38: Celebrations
“What are we celebrating?” I didn’t recognize the dancer, but like all of them here, she was hot as hell—red hair, pale, unblemished skin, a tight body.
“My buddy’s promotion,” I said, raising a glass to Ty. The dancer turned her charm on Ty, bending over at the waist to give him a view down the front of her tight top.
“Well, congratulations, big man.” To me, she said, “You should buy your friend a dance.”
Ty raised his brows at me, nodding in agreement. I fished out my wallet.
Three months had passed now since the big bust. Working hand-in-hand with the FBI, LAPD Sergeant Ty Lawrence had been central to not only that bust, but also taking down Sammy 9Pole’s cocaine operation, and it earned him a promotion to lieutenant. I still found the whole thing funny, considering what I knew, but the man got results, and who was I to judge?
The MC came on, announcing the next set. “It’s a pleasure to welcome our guest dancer tonight. Everyone turn your eyes to… Raven.”
She sauntered up onto the stage wearing a pair of silver hot pants and a matching silver halter. The deja vu was real. This was the same stage that I’d first watched Raven spin on. She was wearing the same outfit. And when she clutched the brass stripper pole and spun around it, she moved with the grace and experience of Raven.
There were differences now, though. She’d kept the deep tan. Her hair was cut a little shorter. Her tailbone tattoo was gone.
The redhead flipped her hair as she climbed into Ty’s lap, glancing towards the stage. “I don’t mind you looking,” she said. “I think she’s hot, too.”
Ty was definitely looking. My gut tightened at that—just as it always did when I even thought about my wife and best friend hooking up back in school. It was funny to think that despite all that had happened over the last six months, Ty still hadn’t seen Amanda naked since back then.
That was about to change now.
“I heard she used to dance here,” said the redhead. “Back when it was The Gold Club.”
“Oh?” I said. Amanda glanced over at us, grinning as she reached behind her and unclasped the halter top. Her full breasts sprang free. I could hear the murmur of approval over the driving bass of the music. “You didn’t work here back then?”
“No. I came over when the Orchid Lounge people took over the space. Most of the girls here are from other locations around the country.”
“And where are you from?” Ty asked.
Amanda, topless and in her element, crawled across the stage, teasing a trio of college-age guys, who were showering her with dollar bills. I was only half paying attention to Ty and the stripper, and my heart started to beat faster as she casually took what appeared to be a twenty from one of the men and slipped it into a garter that was already overloaded with cash.
“I’m from all over,” I heard the stripper say behind me. “I’m happy to chat more… in private, if you’d like.”
Amanda straightened, sliding her thumbs into her tight, silver shorts. She turned her back to the guys—and me—and swung her hips as she eased them down, revealing a silver g-string. The guys went crazy, nudging each other as they stared at her perfect, heart-shaped ass.
“I’d like to watch this,” I heard Ty say behind me. “She’s… she’s a friend.”
“Ooo, like, a friend friend?”
“No. Just a friend. She’s actually his wife.”
“Even more intriguing,” the stripper said. “I have so many questions.”
“Happy to answer them all… in private.”
They laughed together.
Amanda was back at the pole now, hoisting herself up, legs above her. Suspended from above, she hung upside down, her dark hair pooling around the stage, her body flexing and exquisite. In this pose, I could see the new tattoo she had on the back of her neck—a black bird with its wings spread, taking flight.
The set ended. Another dancer took the stage. I watched Amanda slip into the crowd, naked except for the g-string, flirting as she moved into the dressing rooms again. She paid special attention to the three college guys, who, like me, watched her the whole way through the room. I was so hard, my heart racing so fast.
The redhead whispered something to Ty. She was naked now, I noticed, stripped down to just her thong. Her nipples were hard. With a sly smile, she slipped out of his lap, gathered her things, and sauntered away.
“Not for you?” I asked him.
“Oh, no, she’s definitely fucking hot. But I didn’t want to abandon you.” He glanced towards the stage. “Amanda, she’s really fucking good at that, you know.”
“Tell me that’s not why you sent that redhead away. You’re not getting a lapdance from her.”
“You’re no fun, you know that, David?”
“I think I’m a lot of fun. Just maybe not for you.”
Ty chuckled. “Don’t worry. Angelica there is going up on stage soon, but promised to take me back after.”
“That’s more like it.” We watched the dancer on stage, sipping our beers. The three college guys actually moved into the table next to us, and I could hear them chatting about ‘Raven’. “You see how she looked at me? She wanted it fuckin’ bad.”
“She looked at everyone like that.”
“Naw, man. I’ve been to a million of these things. You can tell. She’s not like the others.”
I looked at Ty, and we shared a grin. “What happened with you and Mia?” I asked. “I thought things were going well.”
“Things were fun, but neither of us were really looking for anything long-term. She took a job in France somewhere, and that was it.”
“Yeah, I heard she left the bureau,” I said.
“Uh-huh. I think most of them did. Has Amanda figured out what she’s going to do?”
“Not yet. She’s taking her time.”
“Good thing. No need to rush it, and she’s been through a lot.” He sipped his beer. “How are you doing?”
“Me? I’m good, actually. More than good.”
Amanda had re-emerged from the dressing rooms, wearing an extremely short black dress. Her hair was cinched up in a ponytail high enough to leave the back of her neck bare, exposing the new raven tatt. She smiled at me, making her way through the tables and sofas.
“I’ve got a stripper for a wife, right?”
“Parttime,” Ty said.
“She’s coming this way,” one of the college guys said with giddy delight. I looked over at them, straightening up, rolling their broad shoulders back, preening like a bunch of peacocks. It made me chuckle.
I met Amanda’s eyes, then glanced at the trio significantly. I knew her well enough to see the comprehension sweep across her face, the quick intake of breath, the way her blue eyes flickered towards them, the small smile.
“The indictments came in today,” I said as Amanda shifted her path, stopping just short of us. Stopping at the three guys. “Kozlov and his entire network, along with a few others who were funding Hirsch, apparently. Internal Affairs got involved, all on the DL.”
“More things to celebrate, then,” Ty said.
Amanda moved into the group of guys, sitting on the edge of a chair between the two of them as she started to flirt. It was still thrilling to watch. She was so natural with it, making eye-contact, playing with her hair, touching their arms and shoulders.
“And how will you be celebrating, David?”
I never took my eyes off of Amanda surrounded by those three guys. “I’ve got a few ideas.”
She slipped into the middle guy’s lap, crossing her legs and causing her dress to rise even higher along her thighs. My gut squirmed in delicious anticipation.
“You probably need some help with that,” Ty said. “Some muscle.”
I chuckled. “Did you forget who I am? I am the muscle.”
“You’ve changed.” He meant it as a compliment.
“You haven’t,” I returned.
Ty shrugged. “I’m not ready to grow up.”
“You’re now a lieutenant in the LAPD.”
“You think any of those guys are adults? Please.” He chuckled.
The guys were gesturing towards the back rooms, and Amanda was playing coy with them. She cut through it all as she looked across at me. “What do you think? These guys want a private dance.”
“They think they could handle you,” I said, looking them over. To a man they looked confused. “Maybe.”
“He your, like, manager?” one asked.
“In a way,” Amanda said, delighted. “He’s my husband.”
“Oh, shit!” one guy said. Another went straight to apologizing. “I’m sorry, man, we didn’t know—”
“Don’t worry about it,” I said. “She wouldn’t be in your lap if she didn’t like you, and I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t okay with this.”
Ty snorted at that.
“But unfortunately,” Amanda picked up on the conversation, “I’m not really a dancer here. Just on for the one set. They probably wouldn’t want me taking up one of the rooms in the back.”
“Right. Sure,” the guy whose lap she was sitting in said. His friends were already starting to rise. “Look, we don’t want to make any trouble, and… fuck, look at that,” he said, glancing at his watch. “We’ve got practice in the morning and… yeah, need to head, um, out.”
It all unraveled so quickly, all we could do was watch that scramble out of there. Amanda and I stared at each other a moment before we started to laugh. She moved into my lap, all slinky curves and heady perfume.
“Well, that didn’t go as expected,” she said.
“No,” I chuckled.
“I think you two have set your expectations a little too high when it comes to this lifestyle,” Ty said. “That’s the natural reaction that most people would have. You were too aggressive.”
He was probably right, but because he was Ty, he ruined his sound advice by adding, “Why don’t you try the same tactic on me. I’ll be more open to it.”
Amanda snorted. I just grinned and shook my head. But it was a third person who actually answered.
“Don’t listen to this A-hole. He can’t be trusted.”
I vaguely recognized the guy, but couldn’t place him—fit, rough in a working man kind of way, muscles straining against his black t-shirt. Apparently he knew Ty, although that didn’t immediately put me at ease.
“Hey, man,” Ty said. “What are you doing here?”
The guy gestured towards the stage, and then the rest of the room. “Same thing we’re all doing here. Enjoying some artisanal cocktails with my buddies.” He glanced at me and Amanda. “I didn’t want to eavesdrop, but I couldn’t help it. Those three boys wouldn’t know where to begin with you.”
Amanda's breath caught in her throat, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink as the stranger's gaze raked over her body. That, in turn, caused my own blood pressure to rise. The college boys had been mere playthings, easily dismissed and forgotten. But this man...he commanded her attention. There was a hunger in her eyes, a flicker of genuine desire that set my nerves on edge. She quickly found her composure. “And you would?”
“Oh, me and my friend over there definitely would,” he said, nodding to an even more fit man lounging at the table just behind us. “If you’re up for the challenge.”
He seemed to direct the question to both of us, which I found surprising.
“You’re Todd, right?” Amanda asked. My turn to look at her, surprised. Did she know this guy through the case?
“Guilty as charged.”
“Now you’re just pumping his head up some more,” Ty said. Seeing me clearly confused, Ty helped me out. “Todd was on the last season of Castaway, and honestly, Todd, if you’d been police, and not LA fire, maybe you would have won.”
Todd ignored Ty. “Go on, ask me,” he said to Amanda.
She giggled. “Did you fuck Chelsea?”
His buddy had risen from the chair to join him, putting a hand over Todd’s shoulder. This man, I’m sure that I don’t recognize. Taller than Todd with huge, brawny shoulders, pierced ears, and ink that wound up his left arm, his physique was more gym-hewn than his friend’s, more polished. “He won’t even tell me the answer to that,” the guy said. “Which is answer enough.”
“This is AJ,” Todd introduced. “AJ, this is my buddy Ty, and his friends…”
“David.”
“...Raven,” Amanda responded with a sly wink at me.
“So what were you whispering that chased those guys off?” AJ said.
“I asked them if they wanted to get out of here and fuck me while my husband watched.”
AJ didn’t even flinch. Neither did Todd.
“I’ve got a place just around the corner,” AJ said.
Amanda looked from one to the other, then back to me. “Shall we?”
***
“Oh, fuck… fuck!”
Watching Amanda get taken by two virile and hard bodied guys would have been unthinkable before the UC assignment. It was thrilling now.
“Fuck me! Fuck it into me!”
She glistened with sweat. They all did, like athletes performing at the highest caliber. Amanda was in amazing shape, but it turned out that AJ owned a fucking gym, and Todd took his fire fighter training very seriously. Their hewn bodies proof alone, but it was their stamina that left me speechless and Amanda screaming.
I sat in a chair in the corner of the room, slowly jerking myself, edging close to my limits before backing off. It didn’t feel passive or wimpy. I didn’t feel excluded. This was a show for one, and they were amazing athletes.
We’d gone back to AJ’s house after the strip club, another thing that once would have made me nervous once upon a time. But he knew Todd, who knew Ty. Also, naked and unarmed Amanda and Julia had subdued a group of five professional criminals without any help. Amanda could hold her own, should we need it.
“Fuuuuck, I’m coming!” she practically sobbed with pleasure.
We weren’t going to need it.
AJ had handcuffed Amanda to the slatted headboard of his brass bed, and blindfolded her. He had her on her back, driving into her at a punishing pace. Each snap of his hips sent shockwaves rippling through her body, her tits rippling and her moans matching time with his thrusts. Todd knelt by her side, stroking his dick, waiting his turn. When her orgasm washed through her, he climbed over her face, rubbing his cockhead along her lips. She opened them, accepted his dick without hesitation.
The two men had already come once, taking turns with her at first as I watched. I’d lost count of how many times Amanda had cried out. Now that they were satisfied, these guys really turned things up, and Amanda was there for all of it.
“Suck that cock, baby,” AJ said as he watched her take Todd into her throat. He teased her nipples, slowing the pace of his thrusts as she choked on the dick.
When Todd pulled free, Amanda gasped for air. “Where are you going?” she asked huskily. “I was just getting used to—ngh!”
This time, they didn’t relent. Todd plunged into her throat, filling the room with her gagging chokes for air. AJ went back to jackhammer mode. And I sat and watched my personal pornographic movie, starring the sexiest woman in the world.
But as good as all of that was, my favorite part was the end—it always was, and it always would be. I crawled up onto the bed as AJ and Todd left us alone, going for water. She was face down at that point, sweating and panting hard. I kissed her ass, and somehow, she knew it was me almost immediately, despite the blindfold.
“It’s you,” she sighed.
“It’s me.”
“Did you enjoy the show?” she asked.
I kissed up her body, tasting the salt of her sweat, my nose filling with the tang of sex. I kissed her beneath the blindfold, caressing her overheated body. She returned the kiss with passion. “I loved the show.”
“Make me yours again?”
I pushed the blindfold up so that I could meet her eyes, so large and vibrant, so blue. “Did I ever lose you?”
She grinned. “No.”
I reached up and unsnapped the cuff on one of her wrists. “Then how about I just fuck you instead.”
I leaned onto my back as she mounted me. “Sounds just about perfect.”
“So was that really the last time we’ll see Raven?”
“Yeah, tonight, we say goodbye to her. No more dances. No more teases.”
That’s when I remembered Javier and my promise. Amanda saw it in my face, too. “What?” she asked.
“Well, don’t get mad, but remember that guy who ran the traces for us? The guy from Spain?”
“Sure,” she said slowly, planting her hands on my chest. Her hair fell around her smooth cheeks.
“Maybe Raven comes out of retirement for one more lap dance?”
“Oh, Amanda gives them out, too,” she said with faux seriousness.
I laughed softly. “Well, I hope Amanda isn’t upset that I promised him one for the help.”
“For what he did? Why don’t you grab your phone and send him a sneak peek at what he’ll be getting.”
“Naughty.” But I did as instructed, reaching for the nightstand and grabbing my phone. She rose up over me, posing with her head tipped to one side, using her hands to cover her breasts. As sweaty as she looked, there was no doubt that she was having sex.
I snapped the photo, asking her once again if she was sure before sending it off. “I’m sure,” she reassured, squeezing my cock.
Off it went with a woosh.
His response was almost instantaneous, but it wasn’t what I was expecting.
So I’ve been meaning to get in touch with you. Don’t want to chat over messages. Too insecure. Call me when you’re free. But David? Remember how I was going to take my OTHER payment? Turns out, I may have stirred up the hornet’s nest.
My blood went cold.
“What?”
Another message slid into view before I could turn the phone to Amanda.
Also, your wife is hot!
And one final message.
And… I think I may need her help. Sorry!
The End (for now)
Comments
Chris K
Good choice!
Kenny Wright
Nevermind. That chapter, after re-reading it, is way too "inside baseball." Most readers will not understand the significance of Todd and AJ there. I'll just insert the very end, with the messages, as an epilogue.
Kenny Wright
I may end up keeping this chapter in place for the novel, now that I'm getting set to publish it. Reason is because of the nod to a sequel. There's no mention of that otherwise.
HWfan
Great writing !!!! Wish it would keep going . Her posing as Raven is amazing
Brad
Great. Can’t wait. Will be a great gift to start 2025.
Kenny Wright
Probably first part of 2025
Brad
Kenny, was wondering when “In too Deep” might be published on Amazon. Looking forward to purchasing and reading again.
Donkatsu
Angelica reappeared in "Bulls Eye" as a stripper in LV. You may recall that at the end of "Girlfriend" just before her slutty stewardess act, she promised to keep in touch with the stripper at the Club. She must have turned the LV week into an annual quest, learning a few of the ropes as a result.
Tracey52
I gone back and started rereading The Girlfriend Experience because it’s been so long. Unless in comes later in the book, I might need some explanation why Angelica is stripping.
Kenny Wright
It’s good to have you here! It was a hard one to write. Very challenging. But I love how the couple turned out. And who knows, maybe Raven isn’t completely back in the box.
Libertyne
I so enjoyed this series, which I just binge read after joining Patreon. The sex, the plot, the relationship stuff, it all hangs together. I love how Amanda through her Raven persona discover she loves wild sex and exhibitionism, and how that all works in the relationship she fakes with Kozlov. And that what drives her to do this is her hard-driving perfectionism, desire to succeed, and lifelong mission to fight crime. Hey, if that makes for a better stripper--whatever it takes! Kenny really nails just how intoxicating and smoking hot she is, particularly when she's being Raven. Truly memorable. And I'll miss Raven, as I imagine many of us panting readers will (and David, and maybe even Amanda herself. They indicate they'll keep playing, but one side of it - the side that struts around at the Gold Club and drives men there wild - will be missing. I'll have to reread the ending. How it all landed was a little murky to me. I was unclear how HIrsch orchestrated everything, who Kozlov thought he was dealing with, Julia's role - to what extent was she in on it? Did she know it was Hirsch? Or just blackmailed into making everything go smoothly? I was also a little unclear how they managed to have the boat wired with fake explosives when Kozlov thought he was using real ones. Nice head fake at the end, when Dave thinks he and Amanda are exposed as a married couple, but it's really Kozlov buying into his pretend marriage with Julia/Gillian from the previous party. He does, however, indicate he knows, at least about Julia, that she's a former FBI agent. You wonder why that wouldn't blow a whistle in his mind, particularly as the drugs are making him more paranoid than usual. As I'm somewhat oblique I sometimes have trouble at the end of intrigue stories, figuring out just who did what and why. Anyway, great job and worth your efforts, Kenny. All your series hold up. This is right up there with Bulls Eye and Training to Love it. I think it's also the best hotwife as stripper treatment I've seen.
Kenny Wright
You went through the whole rollercoaster in about two days! That's pretty intense! Glad you enjoyed it. It was fun reading your play-by-play commentary as you went.
Brad
I am sooooo sad. The fun times are over. It has been a long time since I have gotten this invested in a story. Thank you KW. It was awesome. And I have to say I am in love with Amanda. You rescued her.
Bill F Protagoras
Another oldie but goldie!
Kenny Wright
Thanks so much for this! Made my day.
@hebridesdrifter
Well, we’ll have to agree to disagree about that. Regardless thought the series was great.
Chris K
Not sure about the extreme relationship stress. They had a minor talk about trust. Other than that, he was fine with everything she did. Having there relationship actually on the brink would've made this perfect...
@hebridesdrifter
Such a privilege to have been in on the origins and completion of this marvelous series. “Bullseye” has always been my favorite of your many remarkable books, but I think ITD is now at the top of the list. It’s richer, the characters and plot more complex, than anything you’ve written before. I so appreciate that you involved us and solicited our opinions in helping shape the final outcome. Amanda and David are a richer, more fully realized couple because they weathered extreme relationship stress and became stronger because of it. Several new and fascinating characters emerged in this series and I hope we will see more of them in future editions of this work. Or, perhaps in brand new ones. Thank you, Kenny, for the gift of ITD.
Kenny Wright
She’s the other Heather, from The Girlfriend Experience. Angelica is her call girl/stripper name.
Tracey52
Someone remind me who Angelica is please?
Donkatsu
Kenny, love the story and, of course, Amanda/Raven and David. And how could we not love the return, if ever too briefly, of my fave, Angelica. As a follow up, perhaps Amanda can become a technical consultant to future seasons of "Castaway." Can it really be true that Ty just stripped off and watched, or doesn't he want to let on about whatever history Amanda and he have generated more recently. Tremendous self-control there. If ever you can convince your ACHE crew to create a mashup, I could love to see Amanda (and Dave) in their various personae "deal" with (in no particular order) KT's Reza - undercover work in the Cayman Islands, money laundering; KM's Winston, a tale of social justice and savvy urban real estate speculation, or perhaps Raven decides that it is time, with AJ's help, to corrupt a few more soccer moms a la KM's Hannah; your Paul and Heather - perhaps Paul hires David to take his skills out into the for-profit sector, Amanda and Heather get up to no good; Arnica Butler's Brooke (the private aviation stew), maybe she is on board when Raven goes to Cayman and Raven needs the kind of help Brooke can so ably supply; DS would put both David and TY in cages whilst Amanda has an extended session as Raven; Max could put Raven on tour with one of his Rock and Roll acts, or maybe Amanda could start designing story boards for his marriage consulting firm - have to try things out first, to make sure they work.. That's the thing with great characters and a rich story line; it does not have to ever end.
Rich
And Mia is in Mexico, let's go full Jame's Bond internationa,l private jets and elite Parisian sex clubs. David posing as the pimp to the 1%. .
Rich
Oh yeah. But let's not repeat, this time the bad guy is submissive in his spare time with the hard cuckold fetish and David has to cope with Amanda discovering a taste for pegging and leading guys around on a leash.....literally😆
Bill F Protagoras
An interesting concept. I don't think I've ever seen it done wholeheartedly because it requires a different kind of angst. But the Doc certainly has the strong curved backbone and the ample past experience to carry off the 'protagonism.' And there would be much more potential angles and wild mountin' time "all around the bloomin heather."
Chris K
Manhattan Memoirs...
Z
An even more action-packed and extended fan service next time – v2.1? =)
Kenny Wright
I have ideas. They are one of my favorites, too, and I think Heather is my favorite hotwife I’ve written. Maybe “Cuckquean’s Eye”? lol
Kenny Wright
He may have taken the money, yes. Or maybe someone got there first? Who knows!
Kenny Wright
That’s a fair criticism. I’ll admit that this one’s a bit of fan service. But they’re in LA, so how could I not bring those two in? 😛
Z
Enjoyed the banter between the three amigos – David, Amanda, and Ty – plus the guest mention of Angelica. But the interactions with Todd and AJ felt too short for all of them to jump straight into the sack (who’s Ty hanging out with after kicking off the main course?). Personally, I felt the 'actions' were a bit too short and light compared to the expectations built up for this epilogue.
Rubicon
Okay Paul and Heather those two are still my all time favorite couple in the wright universe, hope there’s a follow up including them in your future.
Bill F Protagoras
I think, Tracey, that's what put the cat amongst the pidgeons, or worse... took the cat out of the bag!
Bill F Protagoras
Didn't dislike it Kenny. Thought it and the previous one was much more polished than the earlier instalments. Comparing those, at times, to un-inked pencil sketches by Jack Kirby... unfinished as yet but containing raw vigour. Liked that you undercut the petty trope by having 'the cuckold' disdain to reclaim his wife like a formality. In general, liked the return to a much more edgy sophisticated tone in this work, but haven't got time to do it much justice right now. I assure you, I have not lost my faith in your skill! It is, as I'm sure you know from personal experience, gutting when technology snacks on your words...
Bill F Protagoras
“Make me yours again?” I pushed the blindfold up so that I could meet her eyes, so large and vibrant, so blue. “Did I ever lose you?” She grinned. “No.” I reached up and unsnapped the cuff on one of her wrists. “Then how about I just fuck you instead.”
Tracey52
Fun and games, but I see why this wouldn’t make the book. A bit maybe corny if I’m honest. Fun though. However, it does segue to what may be upcoming novels, so you’ll have to let the reading public see this somehow. I love that she got a tattoo. Thanks Kenny. Feels like it was for me. I can also see why it can be hidden if she’s maybe staying with the FBI. I am surprised though that in their spirit of openness Amanda still doesn’t know that David knows she had sex with Ty. I’d love to read that conversation and what Amanda does with it. Finally, if I remember correctly Xavier took the money didn’t he?
Kenny Wright
Hm... he'll never get Heather/Manhattan.
quizkid
Can we have a flashback of Angelica being Raven's stripper tutor? 😀
Kenny Wright
I'm not sure how to parse this. I think you didn't like it? To me, it's just more fun and games, but maybe I missed something. (Genuinely curious.)
Bill F Protagoras
What did you both like... now all that remains on my screen are in comparison airy nothings. Bad timing!
Bill F Protagoras
What the fuck just happened? Just when I was going with the flow... thanx for outing reclamation will have to do! Sorry Kenny not my fault! I was waxing all admiring, with reservations Then gone like a puff of smoke!
Chris K
So Kenny. Is it your mission to have AJ fuck every wife in the Wright-verse?
Kenny Wright
Welcome to my life. 😊
Chris K
Lol! I did! Just way too many stories rolling around in my head!
Kenny Wright
You haven’t re-read Castaway Wife yet, I see!
Chris K
Someone remind me who Todd is!!
Amarx1
A sequel that’s set in Spain where they help Javier out with his problem. Strip clubs or even night clubs watching Raven climb the criminal ladder again to catch the bad guys….. defo something to look forward to.
Bill F Protagoras
“Make me yours again?” I pushed the blindfold up so that I could meet her eyes, so large and vibrant, so blue. “Did I ever lose you?” She grinned. “No.” I reached up and unsnapped the cuff on one of her wrists. “Then how about I just fuck you instead.”
Kevin Goodman
That was great, I love how you mixed Todd and AJ on there.
