What the name of this wine. I said it is White Zinfandel by Sutter Home. Rina then said what else do you keep in the fridge. I told her to open it and...look for yourself. Rina said I don’t want to seem nosy but I am so curious. I said just open the fridge, so Rina did. She says you have all these different munchies in there. I told her to help herself. Rina took a small pack of applause. Rina said I have to stop by more often. I said I would love that. Rina then said thanks for the wine and. The newly-weds, Dolly and I all had soft, well-padded cushions for our beds and the guides and the two Bedouins took position around us. I suspected we three females and even the male honeymooner, Mr. Weston, might be subjected to some very depraved and humiliating treatment before the sun rose in the morning.The Bedouins had set up a little space to show off their dancing techniques much to the delight of the delightfully expressive Dolly. She was swaying and rolling her pleasantly plump hips. I explain to him she had been hiding in the bathroom the whole time, taping us through the half closed door. Then I suddenly pull the vibe out of his ass and tell her to look at that wide open gaping hole. Get a good picture of it I tell her, holding his cheeks wide apart. She tapes for a few moments, moving around to get several different angles. Then she tells me she thinks I could probably get him open wider. Much wider she says with a wink.He still can't believe it. His blush has spread. Lucy was grinding her pussy against my hand and I resumed, concentrating now on reciprocating the blissful relief that she had given me. I squeezed her bum cheek as I drove my thumb deeper into her and rubbed her clit harder with my fingers with each stroke. She braced herself more fully and began to gasp and to shake. I withdrew my face from her B-cup breasts and treated myself to the spectacle of them bouncing and swaying deliciously above my face in her ecstasy. She brought her legs together.