As I continued this I disconnected my lips from her and began to lick on her breast and nipples. She sat there with her head in my ear. I could hear h...er soft moans as she loved what I was doing and wish I would never stop. I then removed her other breast so I could lick and suck on it. I could tell she loved it by the way she moaned so sweetly in my ear and grabbed the back of curly hair. I then began to unbutton her jeans and pull down the zipper while I continued to lick each of her sweet. I kissed her lovely feet and trailed more kisses up her legs until I nuzzled her pussy. She gasped "Shit! then covered her mouth. I laughed and told her to say whatever she wanted.I licked her slit, tasting her, and she clutched my shoulders hard. I could taste sweat and musk and the tang of metal, the flavor of a young, innocent girl in heat. It felt surreal, as if I were two people. One, the guy on his knees eating the pussy of a beautiful girl, and the other a father who still struggled. That was fun, and I saw no reason to change anything. Charlene, however, had an idea. The third week of swapping Charlene came up with her idea. She wrote out six slips of paper and put “J” on three and “M” on three. We pulled the slips from a bag, and whatever three got the “M” slips got in my bed; the J’s got in Jay’s. This added a new element of excitement and anticipation to the swaps. We never knew what the arrangement was going to be until it was time to fuck. My favorite combination was. The evening began brilliantly as my ticket issued at the start won our table a round of drinks. Sarah cracked everyone up when she ordered her favourite “Bloody Mary” when she asked why her drink had “dirt” in it not realising Americans like to add black pepper for extra flavour. One of my cards won 15$ for a straight bingo on the third game. At interval time we all bought more cards plus “throw away” cards with numbers blacked out by ink marking pens for the wives club bingo. The prize 40% of.