She spread and bent her legs slightly.“No coaching,” JK interjected, “and no faking!”“As you discovered, I never fake an orgasm,” she snee...red in response.“Just do what you would normally do,” she encouraged me. Her confidence in my abilities was unjustified. In the year or so that I had been working for her, my opportunities had diminished and I was out of practice. In the months since she rode my pole in the car, it had been only my hand and imagination.Luckily, my fantasies included foreplay.. My jaw ached and I was pretty sure my mouth would be locked in blowjob position forever. By now I was taking the stud’s cock all the way into my throat, my lips wrapped around the base of his shaft, and it was working. He was wriggling and I could feel his cock getting harder and harder in my mouth. Suddenly the audience burst into raucous applause, cheering and stomping, and then the stud was filling my mouth with hot cum. I swallowed desperately, making sure not to miss a single drop, as I. I slip on a condom, and finally enter her from behind. As I thrust into her, I pull her hair back, so that her head is raised from the bed, and use my free hand to squeeze her nipples. Hard.She orgasms. By now, I’m sure that the people next door have a) heard it b) are tired of it c) are probably calling reception, if not the police.Not wanting to come (although at this point in time in my fantasy, I'm very close, I learned a real life trick from an old hand at this that seems to work for me –. It wasnt an arguement.... but still wasnt right. i told her that when i brought up the swingers club, it was always enough for her to just say she didnt want to.We got home and she showered after being in the pool and started getting dressed. She asked what i wanted to do because it was still early. I said i have a few ideas, you should dress real sexy. She rolled her eyes and said anything but that club. I think the name was cherri bombs, we had driven past before, but never went in.I said ok,.