Really the only questions remaining were when, where, and how to end it. She was still dithering when he piqued her curiosity by asking whether she'd ...ver swung. Swinging was a closed world, even in the fantasy make-believe of The Hub. You had to belong, had to be part of the scene, had to be invited, and had to be a couple. No room for singletons in the Swinging Scene. No turning up, paying your fee and diving into the orgy pool, or wiggling your rump at drive-up and drive-away dogging events.. It starts to gush back out as he pulls out of Dominique. He gently lays her back on the bed and takes off the blindfold and the ball gag. Dominique breathes deeply and rotates her arms as she collapses on the bed. Jean-Luc smiles down at her. “Have a good time?” “Oh, yes!” Dominique purrs. “Such a coincidence, I was just teaching my last client how to be aggressive and properly pull hair and here you are, such a master of it.” “I know,” Jean-Luc replied. “I was watching through the peep hole.”. It was a light peck at first, but it soon turned into a tight lip lock. We were standing there in the middle of the dance floor just exploring each other’s mouth. Playing with our tongues, holding each other. It was magical.I had one hand on her waist; the other on her upper back and was grinding my hard on into her. She was enjoying it too. She was pushing her waist forward and trying to feel as much of my dick as possible. It was time to break the kiss. The kiss broke and we were both. It was amazing. A delight that had me groaning and gasping. My pussy clenched and writhed, milking out every bit of her. I groaned there, my dual orgasms hitting their peak. Cumming with a futa-dick and a cunny was just the best. I panted, darkness washing around my vision.And then my stomach rumbled.“Someone needs food,” Mom giggled. “Mmm, are we wearing you out?”“Pizza!” I moaned, half in a coma. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Mildred DeanThe pizza guy left in a daze an hour later.Chloe's.