Clay kind of laughed and said that I had met him. I never remembered the name or remembered seeing him. Clay said, ‘Do you remember the swingers par...ty, last year? I know you remember the only other young couple besides us.’ ‘Yes, it was that cocky white kid with the good looking black girl. I definitely remember her,’ I laughed. ‘She gave the… oh, never mind, I know you know.’ ‘That guy was Alan Smith. He usually finds younger women and takes them to the swingers party. Of course I haven’t been. I was astounded, "Wow, you must have a very happy husband."She again looked at me questioningly, turned and asked one of the older kids something in French then turned back to me, "No, no, there is no husband. These are all only my children."This was more information than I needed to know. What I did know was I needed to get away from this one. She was strange. Anyway I needed to leave pretty soon to go catch the ferry to Vancouver where I had planned to spend that night."I need to be leaving. She had broken up with her boyfriend about 1 year ago and hadn’t started dating anyone new yet.Knowing that she was the only one in the office, and everyone else was at the club, maya decided to make herself cum before she met up with the others. She quickly unbuttoned her blouse and slid her hand up under her lavender, sheer lace bra. She began to squeeze her nipples, and they became firm immediately. She then made small circles with her fingertips around each areola. Maya’s pussy was already. .” She continues her hard long strides across my dick, her pussy lips spread around the long shaft. Her pussy juices let her tight cunt slide easily. I moan in my own pleaser, what I would give to be able to use my whole body and fuck her right. She props herself up on the bed with her knees, stands my dick straight up and lowers herself slowly onto it. It’s slow and torturous as her pussy spreads little by little. She looks into my eyes and bits her lips, well aware of the pleasurable pain.