.mm.At last Mick had finished and Rasto kicked our clothes with his big feet out of the way, then took me in his hands and picked me up, like a bride ...eing carried over the threshold on here wedding night. Up I went in seconds, I don't think Rasto could even feel my weight!He carried me into the lounge and he stopped in the middle of the room, he turned to face the door we had just gone through and we both looked at Mick still on his knees. Mick looked at us both, Rasto stood naked waist down,. He wrapped me in his arms and held me until I regained control."Do you want me to take it out?" he asked. He was referring to the flashlight still embedded in my vagina."No, I better do it." I expected it to hurt coming out. I was surprised to find that my muscles had dilated enough so that it easily slipped out. I sighed deeply and then just fell sound asleep with no warning. I have no idea what Marty did at that point.When I awoke the next morning, Marty was gone. I was just as glad, I really. Ronny massaged these areas and Ana then told him that recently she had some aching on her lower back.The black guy started to massage this specific location of the pain.He told her that he was going to massage her thighs’ muscles…I looked at her and my sexy wife winked me an eye. I then knew she would try to get more than just a massage today… but I thought the black guy looked gay, so, he would not fuck her…I watched him, now starting to massage He slowly started to rub her lower back again.. He was even standing straight instead of slouching. ‘Everyone, attention please,’ Zena called. ‘This is Michelle’s young man Riley Lewis. Please welcome him into our midst.’ ‘Nice one Micki — you’ve got a real hunk at last,’ called a woman only a couple of years older. Riley was introduced to her as Micki’s older sister Irene. Her husband and her two brothers and wives appeared faceless throughout drinks and dinner. As the turtle soup was being served, Ralph said from the head of the table,.