I was having a miserable time just hanging around waiting for Ben and drinking when this really gorgeous African man came over and introduced himself ...o me. He told me his name which I couldn’t pronounce but it sounded a bit like George, so that’s what I called him. We talked and danced for a couple of hours and as I’d had a few drinks, I didn’t object when his hands started to roam, squeezing my bottom and playing with my breasts. I was actually enjoying it as Omar had been neglecting me a. One of the men said, "look at her fucking husband, he's jacking off" I moved my head a little to the side so I could see. Tom had a gun to his head, and he was standing there watching, he was naked. He had his dick in his hand and he was stroking it.Seeing that, I knew it did not matter any longer. I decided not to offer any pretense at all from that moment that I was being forced. I knew what I wanted, I wanted this cock fucking me, I wanted this cock in my mouth and I wanted them all to fuck. For him to be mine, I’d have to have knocked her up just before I left Canberra.”“Mind you, Larry had been away for a couple of weeks, some memorial thing for his dad, Colonel Davin Brown and it had been just me keeping her company. She had mentioned that Larry’s mum had told them to stop screwing around, as she wanted grandkids. So I wasn’t surprised that she went and had one.”“Stranger things have happened to several people I knew before I came here. So why did they call my great-grandfather. Laying in the dark and petting each other like we were trying to crawl inside each other.Somehow, I am not sure...but our lips met. Kissing was something I had never done before and wasnt even sure how? But...it just came "naturaly" and Timmy seemed to follow right along as if he had done it a million times. A totaly new thing for me...a great sensation! Kissing was great!! And OH SO HORNY!I was running my hands all over Tim's body and kissing when I felt "OH FUCK...Im cumming!". I.