We got so many offers to swing and meet but the one that I like best was one who wanted to make Vickie a slave.He has a set of orders for Vickie and h...e even wanted her to sign a contract of servitude in becoming his property just like a slave in the 19th century. Vickie reluctantly agreed to play this sex game with a stranger . especially if it would help rekindle her 7 yr old marriage which was why she agreed to participate in a sex game she didn't want anything to do with.. her ther****t was. 15 minutes." She looked at me. "Get re-dressed, we're meeting Gordy. He's quite excited." I'll bet."Gordy was already waiting. A year younger that I was; about the same height. "You must be Patrick, I know that's Rachel." Too right, Gordy." We clasped hands."I'm really glad to meet you." And I'm glad you're coming to our – uh – engagement party." Rachel held out her hand."I thought it was for the panel report." That, too. It means we can count you and the twins." Yeah. It's quite amazing. By. I could not sleep the whole night and kept thinking of her and masturbated imagining fucking her an hoping I could meet her again someday. I was also wondering what could have happen to me if she had screamed as there were some passengers around. After a few days I did see her again. I became nervous as she stared at me for awhile before giving me a sweet smile and I thought that she would like to become friends. She made eye contact and gave a sign to sit beside her as the seat was empty. I. Cat’s pussy was lush and wet. The slow afternoon had left her on sensuous tent-a-hooks, so many tiny, sexy moments. She felt she would burst when her friend slid two fingers in to find her slick centre. She shook as the pressure increased and the hand began circling gently, it warmed her to her toes and to the tips of her hair. She opened her mouth a little and her friend smiled to see the pleasure on her face. Cat closed hers in delight. Such as it was, neither of them heard someone.