Just be patient."In the car, Bob didn't know what to say."What happened?" he finally asked."We talked for a while. She hypnotized me. I don't remember...anything about that. Then we talked a little bit more ... about you and me." What about us?" he asked."She told me I was married before. Before you. I don't remember. She's going to help me remember later. She found that out while I was hypnotized. I never even thought about my last name." She sounded puzzled. "I wonder why I wouldn't remember. I turned around to check the waiter.He was still turning to the wall. I wrapped the towel around her as tight as I could. The towel was short and not covering her thighs much. I needed help in taking her back to the bed. I reluctantly called the waiter and asked for his help. Instead of helping he started removed his Shirt which was wet. I tried to look away from him. He then helped Riya to her feet and put her arm over his bare shoulder and helped her out of the bathroom to the bed. I held the. I guessed that my own wife was also going to be there tonight…I went back to where she was dancing and found her there enjoying herself with that bastard nigger. Ana and Jamal were drinking and making out while dancing. He was easily groping her boobs and even occasionally flipped open her dress and sucked her hard nipples a few times. After a while they moved off into a dark corner by themselves for a bit. Ana looked over at me and she gave me an evil smirk…They stayed huddled by themselves. I lunged harder and randomly into her.That extra movement tipped her over the edge of the orgasmic cliff - she exploded in a massive orgasm ... flooding my shaft with her sticky juices. I held her tight against me, savouring the moments when she was joined explosively with me.“Oh my god ... oh fuck” she moaned.“Thank you ... thank you”.I held her until her orgasm had waned. I slowly withdrew from her, allowing her to roll onto her back. Climbing between her spread thighs, I reintroduced my cock.