? ?Remove yourengagement ring and your wedding band and give it to me.? ? ?No. Please don?ttake them. I haven?t had them off since our wedding day.? ...? Patty was cryingas she held her left hand with her right one. ? ?So. You lied tome when you told me you would give me anything if I didn?t harm you.? ?? Patty kept cryinghysterically as she starred at Mistress Diana and knew she was waiting for therings and finally started to wiggle them off her finger. Patty put the rings upto her mouth and. " Sounds good when do they start?" Well, let's see. It's about six right now so they start in an hour. But you know how it goes; the real action doesn't start till about nine at the earliest." Aahh shit that's two hours what do I do till then?" How 'bout you come by and we smoke a bowl, you know some mellow stuff, it'll just give us a soft buzz and wear off by the time we get to Chez." C'mon dude you know I don't do that shit." Yeah, sure. I also know that you don't cheat on your girls. Don't. His hands moved down to the buckle of my belt, within seconds my trousers were in heap around my ankles. I stepped out of them, and he started to push my briefs down my body. I could feel his hardening cock pressing into the crease of my arse, and then he said I seem to remember that you enjoyed this in New York. He slipped to his knees and ran his tongue the length of my crease, his tongue then burrowed into my rosebud pushing it’s way passed my sphincter and into my anus. What he was doing. Then he asks me, if I wanted some wine, and I nod emphatically. Only drunk, I reckon, I could survive the shame of buying my escape from the aweful inn for the price of the desecrating of my pretty flower by a complete stranger. His name is Khasir and he is actually quite nice! His hair is well kept and his snow-white robe spotless. With a proper handkerchief he cleans my body from the lusty emissions of our royal army and grins: »Should be good for the skin though, I heard!« Then he tries to.