"Somehow the bride and groom got away just in time and I drove them to the airport. There I kissed Lucy and shook Clive's hand and off they went. With...n an hour I was back at the reception, but things were packing up."Come on girls," I said to my sister's when I had found them, "I'll drive you two home now." Yeah sure," said Helen.Both were very drunk and luckily it was arranged earlier that they would be sleeping at my flat rather than the long drive back to their place. One at a time I. .were...staring...at...me."And I looked down from her eyes at the bar. I knew I couldn't deny it. "I'm sorry....you're quite attractive. I shouldn't have done that. I apologize. Can I make it up to you? What do you want? Can I buy you a drink?"And she replied, "Sure...buy me a beer...I like Heineken."And so I called over the bartender and bought her that beer. After the bartender brought her the beer she introduced herself, "I'm Gabbie.....Garbriela".And then before I could respond, she leaned. The water is hot as it courses into my rectum and I whimper and moan. She then rams the douche in and out of my rectum. As I cry out, she crams the panties I had been wearing into my mouth as a gag.In spite of the pain, I am more aroused than ever. My penis is hard and throbbing. Finally my mistress withdraws the syringe from my rectum and allows me to evacuate. While I am sitting on the toilet, she sees my penis standing straight and tall. “I told you not to get a hard-on,” she rages, “and now. I dance with my Boss, a very nice married guy, I've met his wife a few times, they are very happy together with their two kids, even if his hand is a little low, well it was Christmas. At last Trevor asks me to dance and I melt into his arm as if I was meant to be there. He smells so nice, just a touch of 'Old Spice' and like the gentlemen he is, his hand are where their supposed to be; damm the man. If I'm going to get what I want from him, it'll be down to me; but not before I had a few to.