She really was enjoying this, she actually looked ... happy. They weren’t trying to kill each other, after all, it was more like sparring. He had to... admit, his blood was really flowing, his racing heart pumping adrenaline through his veins. It felt amazing to have his arm back, to be able to ‘do’ something about his situation, finally.“Come at me, you feral fuck,” he barked. His insult filled her with glee, the Rask charging in, her heavy footsteps shaking the deck beneath his feet. He dodged. With three fingers she spread her pussy lips. Carlo saw her glistening slit and sighed. He rubbed her labia with the tip of the dildo then slowly traced circles around her clit with it. Every now and again he left her clit to wet the instrument with juice from her slit. But he would always return to her clit and renew his efforts there. Claudia enjoyed this immensely; rocking back and forth; and grinding her pussy up against the dildo as Carlo held it. She moaned and sighed as tingles of. "Can I offer you any refreshment, Steve?" she asked in a soft Southern drawl. "Please, pull up a chair and have a seat," she continued, indicating a comfortable chair next to the couch she and Ed had been occupying.Steve sat where he was told, saying, "A cup of coffee would be nice, if you don't mind. No cream, one sugar."Camille smiled, and said, "It's OK, you can say 'black' if you want to. Neither Ed nor I are foolish about such matters, especially with someone who's obviously no fool. He said it was a classy place; but soon I discovered by myself, it was a swinger bar… Besides, I was unaware he had arranged a surprise for me.That night I was wearing only a dark green low cut dress; no bra nor panties at all, but a sexy “fuck me” stiletto heels…Victor loved that outfit, because he could fondle my pussy anytime…We sat at the bar enjoying some margaritas and the music. I soon noticed some of the couples dancing were getting pretty naughty with each other. With Victor’s fingers.