I grabbed a titty in each hand and began stroking and squeezing them while slowly exploring her mouth with my penis.Mike was stroking away watching me... fondle her tits and poke her mouth. I was watching him slide in and out of her pussy and we were both thinking how lucky we were. He sped up, came and then leaned forward onto her. I moved my hands out of the way just as his head came to rest between her breasts.After a minute he rose up and thrust into her again. Was he ready to go so soon? . Part of it may be that I’ve never quite felt as alive as I do now. My days are dangerous and somehow unpredictable, even though I end up doing the same thing for a week. I never know what mood he’ll be in, if he’ll even look at me.He must be as horrified as I am. Very rarely do our bodies make accidental contact. He doesn’t spend an excess of time with me. He’s stopped indulging me with chocolate every now and then, or an extra blanket when the chill from the cracks in the walls is too much. I. A rich older woman had a huge mansion on the edge of town. The place had something like 14 bedrooms and a number of very large “common” rooms. It was in reality a swinger’s club. There was a fairly steep fee to join as a member. I guess that was to keep the riff-raff out. It was couples only and the place swung into action every Friday night. There was a small fee each Friday. Overall the place had a couple of hundred member couples but each Friday about 20 to 25 couples would show up. It was. Bunni had no idea what was coming next, but she knew the contents of the bag would make it a bit clearer. Sir reached into the bag, first of all pulling out a gag. ?Open wide pet, tongue out? he said as he slipped the ball into her mouth and pulled it tight, securing it at the back of her head. He leaned into her, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered ?Good girl, you are going to enjoy this, I had thought about a mask but then I do so want you to be able to see what is coming, now what.