I looked over to my left and saw this black chic sitting by the bar. I walked over and introduced myself. As she was telling me her name she started t... stroke my cock. A minute later 2 of her friends came over and joined us. From the actions of these 3 you could tell they were experienced swingers. The four of us walked over to thid makeshift bed and laid down on it. At these places I make it a practice not to give out personal information like my name. Anyway, we all started touching each. She stood up and slowly pulled off her dress, leaving on just her bra and a thong. Well, that was one question answered. As her bra hit the floor, I stared at her tits, her nipples as firm as my cock. Her breasts defied gravity, showing not a hint of sag.She had never told me if I had been breast fed. I had never asked, and it had never been the subject of discussion around the kitchen table. But at that moment I prayed fervently that I had been nursed on those beauties, and I knew that I would. Wo dhire se boli jaldi pepsi ki poori bottle mere andar daal do dada.Maine der na karte hue uski kamar ke neeche haath laga kar uski chut ke gulabi muh se apne land ka supada sata diya aur phir dhire se ghusane ki kosish ki to wo chihunk uthi main samajh gaya ki mamla tight hai phir maine uske hoth apne hoto se daba kar ek jor ka jhatka diya aur kila fatah ho chuka tha wo cheekhi to lekin uski chhekh mere hothon ne sambhal li pahre to kuch shots maine dhire dhire lagaye aur jab land aram se. I had already put my hand on her tits and was feeling how firm they were. Jen did not have a bra on and could see and feel the hard nipples poke against her shirt.I stood and she lowered my pants. My cock had never been so big and hard. I pulled my shirt over my head as she took her to off. WOW, I had never seen such tits. I slid her shorts off and found she had no panties on. Jen had plans of her own.She led me to her bedroom and we embraced, our bodies melted in to one another. We slid to the.