We were both anxious to hear what Trevor had to say! Especially me, I was all ears since this is something I have always wanted to see my wife do, get...ting gang banged by a bunch of well hung black guys.Trevor said, “One of my best friends I work with and play basketball with on occasion is getting married next month”. “The guys, my self included are planning to throw him a bachelor party next month, July 21st.” “Interesting go on” my wife said. Then he added, “Most of the guys are married and. .. well, you're right, I'm wrong. Will you marry me?"You've heard people say they could be knocked over with a feather, well, I needed nothing that heavy at the moment he proposed. I really couldn't speak, it was like my vocal cords were frozen. All I could do is cry as I pulled him to me.It may seem odd to you but I really hadn't given a lot of thought about us being married, becoming Dr. and Mrs., but, when he said it I knew, I knew for sure."Yes, Eric, I will, I want to be with you for. “There’s three places that I always wanted to go, when I was a teenager,” said Elizabeth. “The pyramids, The Little Mermaid and the Sistine Chapel. Two down one to go.” “It’s a good list. I’d probably swap the Little Mermaid for the Bayeux Tapestry.” We wandered back inside into a little vestry that looked as old as the hills. We took some steps down, admiring various artefacts and ecclesiastical art and then we were treated to the piece de la resistance. The word breath-taking is over-used. ”“Hello, Philipe. Be gentle with me.”“Don’t worry, Susan. You are in excellent hands.”We both smiled.His words ‘you are in excellent hands’ made my skin tingle a bit. He placed the massage oil over a flame to warm it. Its fragrance soon filled the air.“You chose raspberry. It’s my favorite. Did you know that it is not only scented but also flavored and completely edible?"Philipe said in his deep sexy voice.Why would he tell me that it was edible? Oh well, good to know if I ever want to dip.