I told him that I wanted to think about it.I did, but not for as long as he did, the very next day I said: "I'm OK with it, and if the guy say OK, you...can watch, or else I'll tell you all about it after we are finished!"We talked a lot about where and how we should pick up the guy, we didn't want it to be anybody we know already, and nobody from where we lived.We agreed to put an ad in a Danish Adult Magazine called Weekend Sex.At first we had an ad in the magazine without picture that one only. Nervous . . .my wet panties gave me the courage to continue. I still had my clit toy going so I reached in my bag and pulled out the butt plug.I'm getting wet writing about it all again.I wet the tip by fucking my dripping cunt with the pink, soft toy. Then before I loose nerve I switch hands and bend over a bit. shoving it into my ass I stop breathing for a second. Wait - before I can catch that breath I see my nipple clamps. On in a flash I now am panting. My swollen tits have been tied for 3. ”“Yes, yes we do,” Deborah grinned, she turned to me.“Do you want us to move the party?” I asked looking around. The teenagers were whispering to themselves. The old cooks were just watching Matthew’s butt. Robin was grumpy and Erica was scared. The dishwashers ignored each other. Sylvie bounced on her hands and Melody clicked her tongue ring.“Oh! Oh!” Eden repeated a lot. Her voice spiked and sank. Matthew grunted uncommonly.“Meghan has the best ideas!” Courtney announced. She had two cans of. I had to ease up but I kept up the intensity. She was now softly whimpering and I was worried my wife might hear but I was so close. I stayed in her and when I felt the walls of her pussy tighten again I came so hard I nearly knocked her off the bed. At that moment she let out a stream that hit me in the stomach. We slowly came to a stop together and and then I rolled onto the bed exhausted. She leaned over, gave me a soft kiss then went to the bathroom. I got up, cleaned the best I could then.