They'd often sit over a meal and talk about which guy and which girl was the sexiest of those they'd swapped with and when there was a couple they mut...ally agreed were very sexy and enjoyable to swap with, they'd try to arrange another evening together. One couple both of them admitted they'd really enjoyed swapping with had been Sam and Lauren. Phil didn't know why but the wife's name -- Lauren -- turned him on. He coudln't say if it was because he'd known some sexy girls in his school days. I want you. Call me."Arthur was Yvette's husband.Laura picked up the phone. It was Sunday night. She was still exhausted from her weekend orgy in L.A. with the two beautiful black girls. I couldn't reach another orgasm tonight if my life depended on it, she thought.Fortunately, she later thought, Yvette's husband answered the phone. Laura pretended that she had the wrong number. But she was still so excited that night that she could hardly sleep. She wants me! God, I need her too! In spite of. She was on heat. I was sitting on right side of her. And she was sitting in such a way that her portion of right ass cheek was rubbing with my left thigh. I was really confused. Now I also was on heat. (If it was not for my exam I would have raped her there). I couldn’t concentrate on what my friend was teaching neither could Anjana. I really couldn’t focus on that day’s exam. (I just got pass marks in the exam.) After the exam I ran to my home and jerked off 3 times thinking of her.After a. "I want you to swallow," he groaned and thrust upwards with his hips, making his fat cock poke that back of my troath. It tickled my gag reflax and I had to pull back. "I don't remember telling you to stop!" My hands were still in command but he seemed to want more so I forced myself to lock my lips around it again. Sucking harder and swirling my tongue faster. After a while he started to groan louder and louder until a warm solution filled my mouth and ran down my troath. "I'm sorry... I.