Jenna, never one to deal with confrontation in any form, took this realization to help her decide that maybe it would be ‘best’ if she was somewhe...e else right now.“You know, it’ll be less awkward if its just one of us” Jenna half sniggered.Beth was quite used to this reaction from her friend, and didn’t bother to argue her case, with just the thought of ‘yeah, best for you, you mean’, running through her mind as she showed her to the door and her escape route.Beth sat quietly on the sofa,. I’m feeling like I’m about to explode. My dick is rock hard, covered in Nadine’s wetness. I’m pushing my tip down against Nadine’s tongue. Her face! She’s so young, so pretty! She looks stunning! I can’t believe I’m about to ruin her face with my cum. I’m brushing my dick left and right on her tongue, pushing down hard. “So close! So close!! Take this! It’s your punishment! I’m cumming! Aahhhhhh!!! Yessss!!!!!” The first shot misses her mouth, straight onto her nose. The next one right over her. We laid on our stomachs, with pillows tucked under our elbows, and started to look through the magazine. It wasn’t porn, at least, not exactly. It was a magazine about the “swinging lifestyle.” I was surprised to see ads for three clubs right here in our own little midwest hometown. I was impressed that they stressed an absolute drug-free policy and a high class, non threatening atmosphere. At least that is what they said in the articles about swinging. Truth be told, I always had been. First I bound his hands and had him go down on me. I’d removed my hair down there, figuring it would make it easier for him and he’d be less nervous and help remove his fear. He was awesome. Tentative at first but he did open the door with it, got me over the goal line, as well. He got an unexpected mouthful and handled it fairly well, His concern was throwing up and he didn’t. Then came a surprise, he asked me to teach him a sixty-nine, with me above him. He did a good job. He used his finger.