We all stumbled into the house, I had to carry my wife into the bedroom, I plopped her on the bed and she was passed out drunk!!. meanwhile liz(my nei...ce) was in living room with her boyfriend(steve). After about 15 minutes of feeling my fully clothed wife up and getting no response, I went into living room. The lights were off and i heard some moaning. I saw melissa on all fours leaning over the couch and steve was fucking her from behind. I stood there playing with myself as i watched them.. This gave me encouragement and I pushed back a little on Bill’s cock making it go in another inch. Bill moaned and smiled at me and pushed his entire length up me in one more stroke. “You’re fucked now”, said Frank from above me. Bill started taking short strokes in me and then pushed my knees back a little farther. On the next stroke he hit something in me that sent a jolt through me. I let out a moan and looked up at Bill wide-eyed. Bill smiled, “I believe I found the boy’s prostrate!” . Since I spoke no Farsi, or whatever language they used, they felt comfortable speaking around me. They were also relaxed after my visits so some of them spoke freely on the disposable phones. I didn’t understand them, but I did transmit the conversations. The Hijab was perfect for the chore. Sometimes I was forced to strip naked, at those times the transmitter continued to broadcast from the veil hanging on a nail somewhere.I trusted Watson to make recordings on the digital recorder hidden in. What do you think?" I was a little hesitant, but I said, "Sure, It's not everyday I get to be a woman. I might as well try it out in the world. Do you want to go now?" "No, it's only 7 let's wait a little while, do you want a beer or something?" he asked. "Yeah, that's a good idea," I said thinking a little buzz might take the edge off the fear that was growing inside me. I picked up his remote control and started flipping through the channels. My longs nails really weren't getting in.