Reaching back into My pocket I take out a pair of duo balls and bring them straight up to girls sopping wet pussy, feeling them slide easily into her ...ollowed by My fingers probing away and pushing the balls deeper. A loud sigh escapes girl’s mouth and another grunt of protest follows as My fingers withdraw and pull up her bikini bottoms. Picking up the end of the rope again a give her a slap on her rump and tell her to stand up, as she does so I pass the rope back through her legs and hold. I was only 28 years old. This is a true story. I had always been very good looking, long blonde hair, nice hips, surfer girl looks. I could get any man I wanted and boy did I get a few. My husband turned me on to swinging after we had been married about three years and I love it. My husband and I were thinking of having a c***d so I got off birth control for several months. Our swinging friend called me one day and was having a party. I told her we could not come because I was not on the. Someone who treated her like a princess, like a lover! As she learned more and more from me, her vocabulary increased and she was able to tell me exactly what she wanted. Her shyness evaporated… but she developed a glow of happiness that must have been visible from Space. How happy we both were! After months and months, we were ready to tackle penis penetration.Mark: I think we should start with your pretty tail hole. You have enjoyed my kisses, my fingers, even my tongue back there,. Even with the “liquid courage” I still had butterflies in my stomach. When I walked into the bathroom I shut the door behind me, took a deep breath, and went for it. I pushed Ronnie up against the door; we just stared into each other’s eyes, breathing deeply. All I could think was, “This was it!” I kissed her. I kissed her with passion and she kissed me back; our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Her hands gripped my hair, my hands running all over her body, feeling her breasts and tight.