Mark was spreading the cheeks of my ass and put the head of his cock against my hole. I had been fucked in the ass a few timed but never with anything...this big. He slowly pushed in and I relaxed to make it easier for him to get in. He moved in a little bit at the time but after a few strokes he was all the way in. I could feel his balls slap against the cheeks of my ass as he started to pump hard. I stopped sucking Rick because I did not want him to come yet. Mark was holding my hips as he. I took a shower, brushed my teeth and off I went to discover my fate. When I left the house I was so nervous, every nerve was on end, and my heart was palpitating, but as i grew closer to my destination I started to calm down. I convinced myself that this place was respectable and wouldn't allow that sort of shenanigans. As I walked through the door it hit me again. It felt like the bottom had dropped out of the room, my head was swimming and my heart would have given a drum and bass DJ a run. All calculated, this left Allison extremely little free time during the first few weeks. Then Myra dropped the last bombshell. ‘What do you mean that she isn’t going to live with me?!’ I bellowed. Allison was strangely quiet and I think I was starting to understand what some of her and Myra’s seemingly endless phone calls had involved. The women had everything apparently resolved to their satisfaction and I was now being notified of the final decision as a mere formality. Allison was going to. All the men were gawking and whistling whenever that happened. Josh encouraged his wife but she continued to resist his suggestions as she was so conservative. "But Dear," her husband encouraged, "No one here will know you so just go ahead and show 'em what you've got." He slurred his words slightly from the powerful Hurricane.They went through their first of several Hurricanes. Josh got Catrina another one. Remember, now, Hurricanes have 151 proof rum in them. That amount of almost pure.