This started a quite difficult process on two fronts. I had to reassure the law enforcement people that she would return to give evidence at any trial...if this was needed then I had to try and get her a visa to come to Britain as this was still the province of the Westminster parliament and not the Scottish Assembly. This is where our main difficulty would be encountered because of the paranoia the conservative government had with immigration figures and possibly even more so because she was. I glanced at the clock, saw that it was nine-thirty and I panicked. I grabbed Bev's shoulder and shook it. She was slow to wake up and I shook her again. She sat up and asked what was wrong and I told her we were in a shit load of trouble."Why?" Because it is almost ten o'clock! What are you going to tell your husband when you get home?" Nothing. He's not home. He's out of town and won't be home until tomorrow night." Don't you have to be there when he calls?" The cheap bastard never calls home. .I was putting my hands all over guys...you know, fun shit!I said that my shoes were killing my feet and asked if anyone would like to massage them...ABOUT HALF A DOZEN HANDS WENT UP!!! I had one guy massaging my right foot, and another one massaging my left foot. Then, cocks started getting pulled out and I started reaching out and giving the guys a friendly pull ;-)I got down on my knees and was IMMEDIATELY encircled by 6 guys...all stiff...all horny! One of my buddies laid down on the floor,. From where I his I had a perfect view into the cabin of the Range Rover I watched as Anne urged him into the back seat where they would be more comfortable, watched as she pulled down his zip and eased his cock into view in relation to her hand I would say round the 7 to 8 inches mark then slowly stroked it as he started to undress her. His fore play consisted of sucking on her nipples while pushing his fingers as deep into her cunt as he could, before Anne told him to slow down and taking his.