And he knew how to move his hips. He sat down on the couch and I rode him cowgirl, bouncing and grinding my hips.After fucking for a few minutes, we d...ecided to go to one of the group rooms. We headed upstairs and found that a party was already in progress. Let me just say, that swinger clubs can be kinda hit and miss with respect to the type of people they attract.It is not uncommon to go to a club and be surrounded by fat, bald, small dicked men, or toothless, STD ridden hags. I don't know if. Tim stood at the side of the table smiling at me as he set the other bottle on the table, pulled a bit of gauze from the back of the bottle and doused the gauze.“Let’s have a look at that bump, now,” Tim said moving my head towards him so I was leaning over the corner of the table. He fumbled lightly through my hair as I found myself staring into his open zipper. A huge grin came across my face as I realized how dangerous this situation could become for these wonderful fellows helping me out.. If we’re going to sit, we’ll sit on the floor. Let’s start with some stretches.”I was prepared, of course. I’d worn jazz pants and a T-shirt—standard rehearsal dress in Ashland. I grinned at a couple of the guys who couldn’t quite stretch in their tight jeans. I watched as El simply unzipped her skirt and kicked it off behind her so she was in her leotard and ballet slippers. Black tights would have been a little less distracting. A little. We all went through a ten-minute stretching routine. I. "Hmmm, no, that didn't do it..." Vikki mused. And then she changed again,deflating now, to the point where she was a skeletal form. Her breastsand curves were gone, replaced by taught skin wrapped around bone. Shecollapsed from weakness, and started to crawl towards Vikki."That's nearly perfect," Vikki said as she tapped my fling's forehead. Isaw her brilliant eyes glaze over, her mouth started to drip, and shebegan to shudder with pleasure."What did you do to her?" I asked."I made her into.