He was definitely having a good time now, all quiet and his face all tense; I stepped back a bit, got some kleenex and blew my load, but they weren't ...even paying attention to me anymore.I guess she was already getting close to coming, because then she rolled off him, takes his penis in her hand, and... takes the condom off again! She said something to him in Spanish (he I think is Spanish, and she speaks it) and then turned to me and said, again in that apologetic but completely determined way,. The first night we had a fair bit to drink and me and Marco flirted with each other, my husband didn’t mind, infact I think he enjoyed me getting the attention.Each night we visited the same bar & each night we had more to drink, as it was a very quiet bar Marco had lots of time for us, well me especially, as the week went on I wore less and less just for Marco, it got to the stage where in his broken English he would tell me what nice tits I had.Then one night he told us it was his night off. Before I could do anything to stop them, the spun me around and two ofthe girls grabbed my legs, pulling them out from under me. Then the twoholding me under the arms lifted me up and positioned me over the tipof the shaft. I pleaded with them. "Please, don't do this to me. Idon't want that in me. Please stop." It did not do any good, as I feltthe tip beginning to press against my puckered virgin rosebud. I lookedup for Mistress Mary, hoping that she would intervene. She had a bigsmile,. ”“You make me dizzy talking like that!” Tanya informed him. “To me, Earth was insubstantial, too. But you don’t remember all those time loops we went through...”“Yeah, you’re right, I suppose,” Frank agreed, having been forced in the past to admit that his wife’s version of reality, or rather ‘variable realities’, was more plausible than his own. “There’s something unnatural about all of this. Ever since Béla and Beth came to Earth...”“You’re starting to sound xenophobic, now,” Tanya smiled..