She picked up the dildo from where it had fallen out of her and smiled an evil, knowing smile. I knew what was coming and closed my eyes in eager anti...ipation. She lubricated the dildo and pressed it against my anus. I was ready and relaxed, willing my sphincter to open up and receive my wife's penetration. She slowly slid the dildo in; I had never had a warm – that is a pre-heated – dildo shoved into me before. It was a welcome surprise. She moved the dildo in and out of me several times, the. .' I guess he knew what I decided, he slowly walked over to me and gently turned me around and pushed me against the tree. Bending at the knees he slowly inserted his rigid tool int to my tender well lubed bung hole and begin to grind sensuously in my boi hole. It was almost lovingly as he slowly gyrated and hunched into my bottom till he shot his load. He pulled from me and begin to lick down my spine as I stood there, as he kissed my buns he tapped my ankles, indicating for me to open my legs. “That will be from all of my years as a stripper back home!” I boldly stated.The older guy was still manipulating my breasts as the younger one began to glide his fingers closer and closer to my shaved mound.“Let’s sit down and I’ll you all about it!” I smiled “Pull over a chair!” I said pointing at the garden furniture.The guys pulled the chairs to either side of my sun lounger. My breasts were thrusting forward and my bikini covered shaved mound was evident due to the tightness and the flimsy. Because you made it worthwhile being kidnapped, Sam. I know this sounds crazy, but I think I'm actually glad that those scumbags chose me. You turned my nightmare into a fairy-tale, and gave me the most beautiful, perfect experience I've ever had."A snatch of melody from an old Danny Kaye movie surfaced in my head, and I felt so exuberant I just had to sing: "What starts like a scary tale/Ends like a fairy-tale/And life couldn't possibly -- not even probably -- life couldn't possibly better.