The weather had turned hot and Lizzy’s husband Albert was a keen gardener, he spent his time in the vegetable patch while she sat in the garden catc...hing the sun, my wife had hired a handyman to help her arrange where she wanted things as my DIY was as she puts it complete crap, so this gave me the opportunity to chat to Lizzy. One day when l was chatting to Lizzy l got a good view right up her dress, she would wear the sort of dresses that have a low V-neck and with tits the size she had. He took some ice cubes in his hand from the glass and pushed it on my pussy I scream loudly but he continued to rub the ice against my pussy. I begin to moan louder than everNo aaahhhhhh no please stop ouch stop no no stop and he pushes me against the wall so I have nowhere to go again and continued to rub the ice on my pussy. He forced an ice cube inside my pussy even the warmth of my pussy couldn’t melt d ice quickly as it was so cold with the ac on. He took the remaining ice cubes from the. The blue tooth headset was all it needed to transmit and receive the audio communications all around it. The phone also had a built in camera capable of transmitting a signal over the Internet. Everything just had to be calibrated for the purpose.All the expensive gear I had used before became unnecessary. All I needed to do was buy a second smart phone and have Peter reprogram it. If someone jerked the headset off and broke it, then it was time to go in hot and nasty. Not much different than. I wanted to get up and run but then I would expose myself completely. My head was in a whirl, and I didn’t know what to do. Tears began to well up in my eyes from fright and shame. Steve said, “It’s OK. We are glad you’re excited. Do you know what swingers are?” “I held my head down and shook it no. Betty smiled and said, “Well we are swingers and that means we are very open about our sex life and like to share it with others. We would like to share it with you.”With my head still hung down so.