In a bedside drawer were Mel’s toys and a tube of gel. We had reached the stage where she could accept the smallest vibrator - not much thicker than... a pencil - and then my middle finger. It occurred to me that we should accelerate the training for some future occasion with Celia. Then, with a jolt, my imagination took another leap. Mel and Celia had swapped, and my wife’s face was receiving the treatment. But suppose, I wondered, Celia and Rob were more accomplished anal practitioners? Would. As the k**s left, the noise quieted down to a near deafening silence. Everyone looked around at each other but were not sure what to say. Then the church steeple down the street chimed 10 times and the adults gathered around the main staging area. When the crowd was gathered, the chairman of the raffle took the stage and announced that this year they had two very special items being raffled off for the main prize, one for the men, one for the ladies. Cheers and whistles erupted in the crowd and. I sensed Rachel was already gone. I blinked and rose up on one elbow. It was gloomy and raining. The bedside clock read 9:45 a.m.Then I remembered the night before and my heart was filled with warm sunshine and bright happiness. I jumped out of bed and paused as my neck and shoulder muscles protested and my mouth and tongue were a little sore. "Hey, little boy take it easy, we aren't used to that kind of workouts as you put us through last night."I felt weird inside my shorts, too smooth, too. " jasmine said as the big guy started to grin. " sounds very good. oh, my names carlos. this here is my dipshit brother, pedro" he said, pointing to the somewhat smaller man sitting next to him. pedro, like the rest, was a big, muscular man, but he looked a bit darker and older than the others. he had a small mustache and soul patch with a head of hair down to his shoulders, dressed in a black sabbath tshirt and a pair of loose jeans. pedro smilled at her, and she smiled back. "this ugly mutha.