His hands roamed my back and sides and legs and buttocks, stroking, petting, rubbing. He pushed my legs apart. I urgently wanted to please him, but my...traitorous body forced my mind to other matters. He dipped a finger into my slippery opening, then two (three? Two, at least. It might have been three), and I felt moisture on my inner thighs just below my cunt. I was dripping. A moan escaped my lips, and I was suddenly embarrassed to realize that it was not the first. I want to please him, my. He immediately offered us some wine.As we walked up to the buffet, Anita told me in a quiet voice, that if Brad was interested, she would like to invite him back to our room for dessert...As we sat down at the table, my lovely sexy wife scooted her chair a little closer to the black man and began to turn on the charm. It was soon clear that she did not have to work too much; because Brad was clearly interested in her.Finally, after we finished our main course, I told him that Anita and I would. Then she remembered who she had last given her gmail address to, and her heart started hammering. She quickly groped for the phone.– – – – – – –Miss Nayana.As you may recall, we met yesterday at the Belltower.I would like to ask you to grant me the pleasure of having you for tea tomorrow afternoon (sunday).Sincerely,/Stephen– – – – – – –Nayana blinked at the brief message. Tea? Tomorrow? At first she panicked and almost erased the mail, but caught herself in time. This was the guy she’d been. I don’t know why, but Ellen grabbed the girl’s knives and quickly cut to the bone as she carved Ellen backward in both of the girl’s eyebrows simultaneously. That gave two men, a boy, and three teenage girls time to move into surround Ellen.Ellen looked like a greased hog tying with toddlers trying to grab it.The girls and men dropped like sacks of flour in less than two seconds.Ellen looked strangely and darted to grab a small knife from a nearby cart. The person had just sharpened it. Ava.