I take my friendships seriously. Granted, Asim wasn’t even in the top ten, but I didn’t want to be his executioner. This was awful. But things had... been set in motion. The imam people were missing was currently tied up in my garage. My plan had to be carried out. If I aborted now, I’d never get another chance to keep my promise. And so I watched Asim’s back until he disappeared through the door and turned left, to wash up before prayer.“Goodbye, Your Royal Highness,” I said, to the surprise of. For another, if I kept this up long enough, the chances were good that Suzanne would notice me drugging her beverages. That wouldn't completely ruin my plans, but it would force me to change them quite a bit. What I needed to do was bring Suzanne more fully under my control.I started to do this one afternoon while we were enjoying a picnic in the park. We had just finished feeding a couple pieces of bread to the ducks in the pond. (I had arranged this, and many other "romantic" activities like. The same thing happened one more time and Robbie caught a flash of a wedding ring on the girl’s left hand. Robbie’s hardon was painful so he was ready as the guy packed his pecker. He spoke in her ear over the music, “My name’s Robbie and I’d like to be next.”She nodded like the others and he was as awkward as the previous men but groaned with pleasure as he sank into the wettest, hottest place he had ever imagined his dick could be. Balancing on one hand, he reached for her still covered tits. She said “Fuck me with this.” It was ten inches long and two inches across. “Rub in up and down my slit to get it wet first.” I did just that. I then started to push it into her pussy. She pushed back and I took it out. “Again.” I pushed it again, just past the head. I didn’t think she could take it, it was so big. I slipped it out and back in a couple of times just enough to bury the head. It picked up more of her juices, becoming wetter each time. Her vagina opened a little more.