How was I going to handle this? Likeit was some kind of cutesy joke? Should I "out him" in front of theparents? That would just piss him off. I decide... that after dinner we'ddo a little online research and I'd show him the effects of "fetalalcohol syndrome." With the four of us in attendance, I made enough burgers for six. I hadno idea how many Sam would be eating these days. I reasoned that if hewas going to be putting anything in his body, food would be best. Dinner passed uneventfully. The. I must have been sucking her breasts for over five minutes. It seemed like that anyway. I suggested, in my usual way, that she may like to suck my hard cock. My intention was that we would then end up in a sixty nine position. As it happens, she had other ideas. As if someone had flicked a switch, my wife moved with the speed of a cheetah. She had lifted herself from my hungry mouth, her heaving breasts elevated into the air above me; gone to a different world, for the moment. She swivelled. Susan’s legs were wrapped around the back of Harry’s thighs as he started to pump his prick in and out of her fragrant flower.“Harry,” Susan said between pants as her partner moved on top of her. “Ugh…Harry that feels so good,” the witch declared.In response to Susan’s declaration Harry leant down and sucked her left breast into his mouth, suckling on the nipple with his lips while his tongue swirled around the sensitive tip before flicking rapidly across the bud. Susan’s moans deepened and. It was huge, we walked around Rick and I got to talking. He was 45, stocky build about 5'10". An hour later Rick asked me a question that surprised me; So how long have Bernie and you been swinging?Trying to play it off, I said we have only played with a few but otherwise new to it. "What the fuck", is all I could think of, lucky for me we walk up to a booth, giving me a chance to corner Bernie. She started to laugh and tells me; Well, yes we are here for the market BUT since you told me about.