I had lost track of time while I was asleep or passed out by the pool, but it seemed that my wife had been used over and over for hours. The only othe... explanation was she had been fucking around on me before she agreed to try swinging. I watched as the man using her ass shot his load and two more new men joined in. My wife stayed face down during the time I was in the room, so she never saw me. I return to the pool area and had another drink while I thought about what I had witnessed. After. So you won't have to waste any time on small dicks."Finally they were outside the looker room. Sarah gave Jordyn a slap on the butt and sent her in. "Have fun now. See you later."She was inside. The door closed behind her. It was very quiet. 15 pairs of staring eyes turned to Jordyns little body. Someone said hello, that was Johan. "Hello" Jordyn nervously responded. It was a brief moment's silence again while Jordyn looked around. The men - because it was MEN, not boys - sat along two benches. Me-“mallika since we both are grown ups and since mom and dad are not gonna be home for about 6-7 more hours why don’t we make the game to different level?”Mallik-“ sounds interesting. We can do that. What do you propose?”With all my courage and with my heart racing a nascar car I said-“ well the rules will change but the way of playing the game remain the same. The looser has to remove a piece of cloth that they are wearing and till every single piece is removed the game continues.”She was. I start to thrust in and out, slamming hard into you with each push. After every few thrusts, I pull out and slap you squarely on each ass cheek. Each slap leaving a red hand print on your quivering ass cheek. Then a slight tug on the chain attached to your tormentors, the damn clamps.Keeping this routine up for a long time, I can tell that your release is desperately needed. The juices running down your thighs each time I pull out. I believe the slaps are getting you closer than my thrusting.