"Roberta?"A young girl popped out from behind the men. "Hello, Senora Torres!" She also was naked and had the same smooth, shiny skin and green eyes."...nd Rosa? My God, what has happened to you?" We're shiny ladies now," beamed Rosa."That's right, we're goddesses," added Roberta.Monica laughed. "Someone has got you brainwashed."Roberta's cheeks flushed. "Come with us. You will see."The blonde interrupted, speaking English. "Do you understand English." A little," said Monica. She had just started. Then strong hands raised me from the chair moved me into a position where I felt like I was on display, but for who or what I don’t know. Swatting … smack … on my butt hard enough to leave red marks, Kevin told me to do a stripteases. The music was sultry as I swayed and swished my hips to the beat as I sensuously removed my clothes one piece at a time. From out the darkness hands reached out from different directions rubbing and caressing my body, my legs, my thighs, my belly, and my butt. I was so turned on by this I wanted this to a regular occurance. Jon would be elated if I did a video series of me getting reamed by his best friend.I pushed down meeting his every push with my own. The damn cell was bugging me so Jon in his usual style grabbed it off the side table and took the call as his cock was engulfed by my cunt. I let go of the headboard so quiet the hot nasty sounds of sex just a tad so he could at least here who was calling. Dennis knowing it was probably important. "I'm sorry, Rhonda, I really would have preferred that you find out about what you saw last night under better, more controlled conditions. There just hasn't been time to sit down and talk about things like that. I'm sorry if it was uncomfortable for you." Oh, I don't think I was uncomfortable. A little surprised, yes, but not uncomfortable. And maybe a little naïve. I must admit there have been enough signs around pointing to what I saw; I just didn't pay attention. It really is none of my.