Heopened his eyes and looked around him. This wasn't his bedroom, that wasfor sure. A woman's room?It all came back to him. It hadn't been a dream. He...had climbed into asleeping bag and now he was here. Wherever here was. Alex looked fromside to side, dreading not being alone in the room, but to his relief hewas alone in the bed. He lifted an arm out of the duvet and looked atit. Dark skin, darker perhaps than Gabrielle's. He had been Swapped.Almost certainly a Single Swap. If so, there was a. The girls continued to dance and I could tell my wife was getting turned on from her little sighs and the way she was clasping onto Karen. I could her Karen whispering to my wife as she pulled away. “I want you to do a striptease for us” she told my wife as she sat down. Hayley seemed lost in the moment, her eyes closed her lips slightly parted, panting as she swayed to the music and unbuttoned her blouse, slipping it over her shoulders before letting it fall to the floor. Next she undid. He steps deeper into the shadow and light chasing each other around the room as the candles, on the shelf near the bedroom door and on each side of the bed flicker and sparkle. One of the large candles next to the bed brightens bathing her naked body in its soft glow. Gray streaks shine against the blush of her long auburn hair falling across her shoulder down to where her breasts begin. Breasts lengthened by babies and gravity fall past rolls of ample abdomen, their nipples hard but slightly. Dad's snoring was constant and even, he was not disturbed by my gentle touching with my single finger, as I transferred my wetness onto his cock.I eased myself down onto my knees and bent over his manhood, cupping it in my hand as if cradling a delicacy, and kissed him with my lips, my ears listening for the slightest of changes in his snoring, there were none, and I eased his glans into my eager open mouth, my cradling hand encompassing the shaft as my tongue encircled his swollen cock head, I.