"Down boy" she laughed, "You can do it better if you kneel down"Steven grinned and got onto his knees, taking the stockings from her hand."And anyway"... Karen added, "The view's much better from down there!"As she spoke, she raised her foot up onto his shoulder and caressed his neck with her toes.Steven shivered and took her foot into his hands."Even your toes are gorgeous mum" he said softly, "Absolutely fucking gorgeous"Slowly he took her big toe into his mouth and sucked it gently."Oh God". I flew in on a Friday afternoon and got a cheap room since the trip was on my own dime for pleasure. I contacted her and said I was in town and would be attending a hunting and camping show at a huge expo hall for the weekend and if she was down, we could go together. She said it was not her thing but was excited to see me. We agreed that I would enjoy my weekend show and then connect with her on Saturday evening. I was trying to impress her and really didn’t want to just invite her to my hotel. While they did not interest me at all, they were involved in a scene that unfolded in front of my gaze, distracting me and drawing me in. The husband was standing with his trousers and underwear around his ankles and a very slender slave girl – dressed in all black leather – was eagerly swallowing his cock, balls deep. The owner of the slave girl was kissing the other man’s wife passionately.Bizarrely, in the whole lewd scene there was one tiny detail that caught my attention: the way the. Paul phoned me and said he would like me in on the meeting. We met Bob who was about sixty, he told us he belonged to a mature swinger’s group usually about twenty couples who met once each month, and at their meetings they often watched our website and got the idea of having them attend to service them, they said they would be willing to pay fifty pounds per couple for six hours. We agreed and asked how they wanted them, and he said just as they are now straight out of the kennel and the next.