I knew Jon was a swinger of some kind, but somehow I’d never gotten the details; I think there’d always been others around, like Reese, who wouldn...��t have appreciated that recreational activity. I wondered how she’d feel about swinging now that she was coming out of her sexual shell.Years earlier Jon and I had the kind of open friendship where we held back little, and it felt good to reestablish that level of friendship with him now that he was back in town, and we were in a situation where we. I began some very slow pushes inside him. Gentle slow pushes. Deep slow pushes.Push (oh), push (oh), push (daddy), push (oh, daddy), push (make me cum, daddy), push (make me cum, daddy), push (please make me cum, daddy)I removed my cock completely. Tristan squirmed and wiggled. (MAKE ME CUM, DADDY!)I took my cock in my hand and slowly rubbed the head up and down across his sensitive asshole. I did this very slowly while Tristan whimpered and begged. (PLEASE, PLEASE, DADDY, let me cum!)I. ”“I said I’d talk to my boss. Don’t worry about it.”“If you are sure about it okay, but be warned. I’ve already state my intentions.”Susan was an extremely good looking woman and I almost said “Your intentions are gratefully accepted” but I felt that would be rushing it. Instead I said:“So what are we going to do tomorrow?”‘I’m going to need a car and I’m going to have to pick a bank and rent a deposit box. It is going to be difficult. There were only three credit cards in the box and they only. He stood up and grabbed me by my wrist. "Sure it will," he said. "Let me show you."He spent me around quickly and bent me over the chair and before I knew it, he was lining his dick up with my tight wet twat."Oh my...OW," I moan-yelled. His dick stretched my pussy beyond beliefas he pushed it in slowly. He held onto me by my waist as he guided himself deeper and deeper into my body. I was frozen in disbelief. He pushed in until he was buried to the hilt in my warm tight body."Oh, my," he moaned.