Her breath was warm on my bare chest. My nipples stood up under the breeze of the ceiling fan. She'd been touching me for several minutes already. She...talked me into trying it by swearing it felt more amazing than anything I'd ever felt before. And she was right. I followed her fingers with fascination as she played gently over the folds of my pussy, making me shiver. Her eyes met mine and quickly shifted away. I could tell she was so into it she was a little embarrassed. I didn't mind. It felt. "I don't know, Daddy. Honest, I met him on the dance floor. He was a good dancer, we went off to get a drink... water. I drank water. I think he spiked it with something," she lied to protect herself. "After that things got sort of blurry, like I was back dancing, but felt different. I felt sexy and wanted to... you know?" Then what happened?" Dutch asked."We were in the parking lot... I thought we were headed for the backseat, but we never... She halted and thought about what had happened. "We. As he pulls his fingers out I feel empty, but not for long. His cock presses at my anal opening. Instinctively my muscles tense at the onslaught, but he tells me "push out, push out," Despite myself, I do what he asks and I feel him pusha little way inside. The head pops through my tight ring of anal muscle and he hods still for a moment, allowing me to get used to the size.##His hand comes round the front of me and slips between my legs. For the first time he touches my clit, pinching it,. He wore the most minuscule g-string possible without being totally naked. "My friends call me Terry," and the men shook hands "Where are the other swingers?" Randy asked. "We're all here. We wanted to make it simple. Is that okay, Randy?" "Maybe. I suppose so." "Terry said, "Let's head to the bedroom. I understand you don't have much time." The bedroom included a huge flat screen TV, mirrors overhead and behind the headboard, and a king size bed. "Sam tells me you are really well put together..