I continued exploring her puss with my tongue, sucking the clit. She took hold of my penis and pulled back the skin and the cherry head popped out of ...he foreskin, I guess it was something new to her because she kept pulling and pushing the foreskin a number of times.By now I was rolling my tongue inside her puss and could taste the wetness and the warmth. She must have been curious as to how someone could lick a puss, so just to get a taste of my penis her tongue licked the cherry head.. “It would be . .”“Taboo!” I interrupted, “But not as bad as cannibalism, or rape, like in the book. It would be incest, yes, but so good, so nice, so sweet to share that special bonding . .”“I don't remember . .”“Forget what the book was about. Let's make a sex tape to watch together, and when we see ourselves having sex then we can get inspired to do it again. Let's get nasty and naughty, dirty and do it. That has been my real fantasy, to fuck you mom, to put my penis in your vagina and. We started with just mostly visiting and having fun with each other's costumes. A little bit of drinking was going on, we had munchies and of course, music. One of the guys came dressed as a flasher in a rain coat and sporting a three foot cock that he made out of a nylon stocking, so we had fun with him flashing. As alcohol took over some of us, things got a little wilder. There was a lot of making out among the couples, that was kind of expected. What wasn't expected was the flasher,. However, also in the booklet were several ads for swingers meets. They seemed to be happening in most of London and I wrote to the one advertised as the nearest to my home. They asked me to include my phone number. About a week later I got a phone call from a guy who said he was the party organiser and wanted to know more about me. He said he would phone again if there was a need for single men. A week or so later I got a call, this time from a woman and it turned out it was the guy’s partner.