“Why not?”“I wrote and told them I wuz already engaged to be married.”“To who?”“To you.”“Well, that ain’t no problem. Just say yo...’re willin’ an’ I’ll marry you just like I did with the others.”“They want to witness the marriage...in front of preacher or a judge.”Well, that presented a problem so I talked it over with the other wives. They all said that they didn’t mind if Miss Alicia wuz the one lawfully wedded wife in the harem. It didn’t make her better than the other wives. So with. Hanks nods in agreement. I say Raffaele’s cock initially hurt with some discomfortable pressure then some waves of pleasure but that I had no concept of time or place. I ask Hank, “Did you experience Raffaele.” He says, “Yes, it fucking hurt and turned me off to anal – anal should never hurt like that!”After some more conversation about Raffaele, I ask him does he remember anything else about me that evening. He tells me that he remembers me sucking some of Raffaele’s friends and them cumming. ”She gave a small smile at hearing that and then we discussed the seminar and I found that she had the same opinion that I did of what was being spouted. The waitress had put everything on one check and when lunch was over Chris asked me what her share was and I told her it was my treat. When we got back to the hotel meeting room she thanked me for taking her to lunch and then she went to her seat and I went to mine.When the seminar was over I spent ten minutes talking to a few others I knew. Moving up onto the bed, he pulls me up beside him, covering my body with his larger frame.I raise my legs to wrap around his full buttocks, needing him to bed me now. I feel his large manhood pressing at my sex. Not too gently, he enters me, causing me to cry out. I bury my face in his perspiring neck, losing myself to these sensations. He fills me completely and begins to move in and out of my sex. My hips buck up to meet him, needing him deeper and deeper. He grunts in my ear, arousing me all.