My hands shook as I realized I was only adding to my own pain to come."Now let's get you prepared. Here, you may as well squeeze a dollop of that lube...here too." My head numb with fear, I obediently squeezed some onto a double butt plug that he was holding, my brain no longer able to process the upcoming pain.Bending me over on my knees, he kicked my legs apart and pushed the butt plug in. Gasping, I felt the flash of pain as the thickest part went in and my sphincter closed onto the narrow. I asked anxiously: “What about Bianca?” Diane then said: “I’ll talk to her.” Diane went over to her daughter Bianca. “Bianca, honey, I’m sorry but I have to go to sleep as I’m tired and my belly is full. I know you …” But Bianca interrupts: “It’s alright, Mom. If you want to go to bed early, I don’t mind.” Diane kisses her daughter good night before she left the function room with me. As we went up the stairs, Diane could see my penis sticking firm under my trousers. I rubbed my hand on Diane’s. The golden liquid rushed through my throat burning the insides and bringing some warmth to my cold body. My wife was shivering uncontrollably again a few minutes later after the effects of the rum started to die. Do you want to come inside the blanket, the beggar asked my wife, his tongue slurring with the effect of alcohol. My wife looked at me for approval and what was I to say in this condition so I nodded and took another gulp of rum. My wife started towards the beggar, when he almost. She poured us some wine that I brought to her as a gift and we shared soft kisses…finally! After what seemed like an eternity, she went to her suit case and pulled out a camera. She asked if I knew what this was for. I said, jokingly, "I guess you are going to take some pictures of the countryside.” “No…I want you to take pictures of me,” she replied. I almost fell out of the chair. I realized that one of my dreams was about to come true. August asked if I would start by taking a few pictures.