She found herself pushed more centrally and spying a free leather strap she grabbed it more for security than for need. The doors hissed and vomited s...trangers onto the platform like a bloated caterpillar regurgitating aphids. More people got on and shuffled closely around her. She could feel them press against her. A woman stumbled and roughly shouldered Sue's breast. "Beg your pardon."And on it went away from the city lights. Jostled and shoved amid anonymous smells and grunts, she smirked. This would fit well with a turn of the 20th century theme. I never did explain why I wanted the horses and carriages. As I said, the man was not stupid.When we went through the ballroom, I explained that there was to be a formal dance. It would not be one suitable for Amish to attend, but the concept would be very familiar. Dances are a principle way young Amish men meet marriageable Amish women. I apologized that the dance floor would be unavailable, except on Sunday. On the spur of the. She pulled his boxers down just enough to release his now half grown member that was quickly filling. At first she was clumsy, half licking, half biting as her front canine teeth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her first blow job. “Slow down bitch no teeth, make me hard so I can ram it into your wet cunt” he said, cringing to hear himself say the `c’ word.She obliged, “Sorry, I am not experienced, is this better?” as she changed her technique, her canine fang teeth straddled. This was the only thing that would give it away that this was no ordinary bar. It was a swingers sex club.The barman had another quiet spell and stood next to her on the opposite side of the bar, “unwind eh?” he asked. She paused as she sipped her drink, “yes “ was her reply. “looks like you know just how to do that!”he replied.They engaged in conversation some more until a while later the barman rang the bell behind him, everyone started moving around the club, it now became less of a place.