..Our third night was swinging, we were trying a few new numbers, new to us that is. You would never have known it but it was as if we’d sung them f...r yearsThen I did a double take, I faltered for few moments before I picked up the song again, I saw Dawn look at me, obviously puzzled, then she followed my eyes and saw. Helen was there watching the show, she was sat right at the back in the middle, it was surprising that I’d not seen her coming in. I’ve no idea how long she’d been there.She. He pushes and pushes and works more and more of his cock into her. Damn, what did you do to get your pussy so tight? Ben asks. Mistress Becky did it. Do you like it?. Hell fucking yes I love it nice and tight. Ben continues to fuck her as Beckys phone rings and she has a conversation with the person on the other end. About ten minutes later there is a knock on the door, and Maize opens the door. She tells the guests to wait there. She picks up the phone and says Miss Becky, there is a Sandra,. Her face was as smooth as chocolate, ‘and maybe it would even taste like it’ thought John as he gazed at her beauty. A slim size ten, maybe twelve body complimented her six foot height, tits the size of cantaloupe melons filled her shirt, perky not flat. Her thighs and legs had just as much appeal to John as he reminisced on what they had looked like. They talked for neigh on two hours there in the coffee shop. Most of information about each other they had already talked about on the website. The place started to smell of female sex as couples disrobed and more and more flesh was visible around the room. Suzanne was sucking a blonde girl’s tits while her dance partner’s hand was invisible under my friend’s skirt. The lights dimmed and I remembered seeing a series of mattresses all around the room, each one pushed against the wall. It was like a continuous, rectangular bed. I found myself smelling a spicy black cunt and licking a salty pee slit, until I reached a small clit hidden in.