"Come on, sleepyhead! We need to get you dressed! The men will be back soon, and we're headed to the Beltain Festival." The what... ?" I asked."Beltai... Festival. It's being held at the park with the local SCA people."(((For those of you who don't know what the SCA is (Society for Creative Anachronism), go to their website; www.sca.org to learn more.)))Soon I was dressed in something called an "Elizabethan" It was tight in all the right places, and it had a corset that actually gave me cleavage!. He was like a long thick fire being swallowed by my body,along thick hardness moving deeper and deeper up my cunt. Ipushed all the way down, as hard as I could, and I foundmyself sitting on his lap. His cock, that powerful, mercilessshaft was buried to the hilt inside my cunt. I began to ride him. I say I rode him because he didnothing but lie there under me, his penis standing straight uplike a deeply rooted tree. Gingerly, balancing on my steepheels, I put my hands on. You are my life."What could I say? She wanted to become an American citizen and stay with me. I told her I would take her shopping for a vehicle the next day. Mom smiled at us as we were leaving. I wondered if something was up.After work the following day we went car shopping. I took her to the expensive sports cars figuring that would be what she wanted. She would sure look sexy in them even though it would make me a bit more insecure. Instead she went to the family type sedans. "I want. "This is my house and I will do as I damned well like". Her face was one of indignation. I looked at the pair of them. "Why don't we go in the lounge and talk this over", I suggested. "Good idea, come on Sandra, you too Phil", said Gina. "Don't bother dressing, she's already seen you naked". We both followed Gina into the lounge, Gina positioning me between them. Once in the lounge, Gina and I sat together on the sofa, Gina with her legs apart. She was for once it seemed, intent her.