She was the one, if she’d have me, us. She was the one. I was likely pretty stupid the next day, or maybe just wrapped up in my memories of Julie’... sweet softness, her warmness, her unexpectedly unleashed passion. It had been sex at last, good sex, maybe great sex, likely not the best I’d ever had (Stacey and I had had some quite wonderful times, too), but great sex with a wonderful woman. It had been more than sex, too, the way it had been with Stacey. It had been a sharing. I couldn’t wait to. He wins my heart, I caught his shoulder and dragged him over me and started to kiss him all over his face and cleaned cum on his face by licking. His cock was fully erect and touching my pussy and asked me how long it takes to ready. I replied just a second and parted my legs widely. I asked him to insert his penis into me. He tried but he is not so lucky. I caught his penis and placed it correctly and asked him to thrust. He lifted his hip and started to enter me. It was tight but easy.He. I got acquainted with one if them, a very lovely girl my own age. We danced several tunes and sat for a long time in the bar when the band took a break.Her name was Maria and she told me that she was happy married and would never cheat on her husband, who obviously was a good guy. I brought her one more fancy drink and told her that it was a great pleasure to meet a genuine faithful loving wife because they seemed to be rare. She comforted me by saying that she liked me very much and I had got. She was also dressed as he had instructed. She wore a dress, no bra, no panties, no stockings and sandals. Once in position in the van she was completely accessible and vulnerable. Soon after she completed his instructions she heard the doors of the van open then the pinch of an injection in her ass then….nothing. Now she could tell she was nude, hanging by her wrists, legs held wide. Her mouth still gagged but not with the one she had put in herself, this one was a ring gag holding.