Teresa continued, "You don't know what kind of party this is, do you?" A pretty damn good one, I'd say. I don't know about you but I've had a great ti...me. Hell, I can't think of a better way to spend my last moments on earth. Didn't you all enjoy it?" I replied.Both Teresa and Cheryl answered together, "Fantastic!" Me too!" Echoed various voices both male and female from throughout the room.I glanced at the clock. Another minute had gone by.Cheryl stated boldly, "It's a swinger's party, Bruce!"I. But then came the Ultimate Experience. One of our mid-level group leaders was informally called The Viking, and he was indeed a Swede that was at least 6'9" or so, and solid. When you got to know Sven, you'd learn quickly that he was one of the gentlest beings you'd ever meet. We learned that he had put off bringing his wife. One of our people had met her, and would only say "the fair Valeria" and giggle. We were innocent of the knowledge that Romania's Revenge was warming up.Sven was also. She opened the book she had brought and started reading. That afternoon she undressed and crawled into to bed to take a nap before they started their travels again. She awoke to Amy's shaking. When she got dressed they got something to eat, purchased some bottled water and drove back onto the highway to continue their journey. This time Sam was more talkative and she and Amy passed the hours visiting about many unimportant things. They even took turns driving.Amy was driving when she turned off. My heart was hammering. I could feel the blood pounding in my ears. I could feel the blood pounding in my secret place, too. I could almost feel it throbbing in time to my heartbeat.Then, before I could do or say anything, he'd lowered her head and placed his mouth right against my secret place. My God, what was he doing? Oh, he's licking me. He's licking my secret place. How could he? My thoughts became incoherent as sensations of pleasure so intense I couldn't believe I would remain sane shot.