The two men gave each other a questioning look but Bill quickly caught on to exactly what was going on and he found his cock instantly growing hard as...he began to realize that he was finally going to realize his own personal fantasy of fucking Keily.As Larry drove the car along the few miles between the restaurant and their home, Keily was in the backseat with Bill, already beginning the "swap session" that she and Sandy had envisioned. Keily had worn a rather short skirt and a tight. I was crossing the room as I spoke to her. Now face to face, she backed herself against the door. Her breath now accelerated my eyes focused on her rising breasts. “You see Kimberly; you came here today seeking guidance. Your hunger to be a whore, to be used and humiliated needs to be met.” I wasn’t sure where I was going with this, but I continued. “You need to be controlled and disciplined by a firm hand. I will take this control and use you for my pleasure. Her mouth now hanging open, as I. Almost from the time that the music started, she was up and dancing, sometimes with a partner but mostly on her own. As she rocked to the music and her blonde hair swung, she caught a glimpse of a young man, whom she didn't know, standing on the edge of the dance floor, seemingly watching her.The young man looked very attractive and Catherine cheekily blew him a kiss before turning her back on him and swaying her very full and shapely ass in her tightish dress. She turned again and was not. The noises that consumed me a few moments ago have disappeared and all I can hear now is the beat of my jittery heart. (God I feel sick) but it’s true therefore it has to be said. Most of us have the power to choose certain things nowadays, we have the power to choose who we date, who we want to speak to every day, who will be our friends for a long time to come, and who we will only call if things start to go wrong, there’s just one thing we don’t have the power to choose and that one thing is.