“He fucked me with his fingers and made me cum.” Dominque felt her pussy moisten, though she’d been wet coming into the room. Her plan was to h...ear what had transpired then retreat to her own room for a little finger or vibe time. “And?” “And, what?” Tamara giggled. Dominque suspected her daughter was messing with her and knew damn well what she was getting at. “His cock, baby,” Dominque had a sudden urge to slip a finger onto her clit, but she resisted. “did you measure it, honey?” “Sure. She gathered her breath and her hips rounded forward into his hand as he curled two fingers into her. As his breath condensed on her shoulder, his fingers curled upward inside her, pressing into that most deeply sensitive spot. ‘Oh yes, more. Oh my God! Yes.’ Richard pressed his fingers into her more deeply and increased the pace of his motions as her cries rose in pitch and fever. Just a few more, just a few. Yes, her shudders and cries reached a crescendo just as he dug his fingers deep into. It was all kind of invigorating cutting loose in Vegas. We also spent every day laying out at the pool where we met a couple named Rob and Judy. They were another white couple from the Midwest. They were 10 years older than us but really outgoing and a lot of fun. We went to diner with them on Thursday night and developed a friendship.On Friday at the pool, Rob confided in me that he and his wife were swingers and asked if Megan and I would be interested. I quickly responded no way. Megan is. His finger fucking got her to open her legs. Inexperienced, he did not eat her, or know how to play with her clit. He put his chest onto her, as his hand moved his cock to her hole. He drove it home, deep into her snatch. He was so excited that he came with the fifth shove. The second time he lasted longer. The third time longer still. From the second go, until they finished four hours later, Sarah had at least two hard orgasms with each fuck. It was not she that wanted to stop.By the next.