Heels, of course, to accentuate the stellar shape to those lovely stems. I rise and, without taking my eyes off those legs, offer her my seat. She see... the boot on my ankle, thanks me and says she’s fine standing. As I go to sit back down, the train jerks into a turn, cause me to wobble a bit on my way down. Instinctively, I reach out to grab something and wind up with my hand on her leg, gripping her knee. I sit down as I realize that I am now holding onto this incredible leg and as I announce. " Of course not. Help yourself. There's a hanger in the bathroom." He hesitated before adding: "To tell you the truth, I've been dying to see your legs." He was quite taken aback by his own forwardness.She got up. Barefooted, she moved gracefully towards the door of the tiny en suite bathroom. Closing its door she called out: "I won't be long."After three or four minutes she cautiously swung it open. She stood in its doorway, her hands resting provocatively on her hips. She had stripped to a. Her dad was in bed asleep and her mom won't be home for about another couple of hours. I was horny so I pulled her down on the couch lifted up the gown and spread her legs open and fucked her myself. I asked her why does it feel like she had a dick in her already and she told me just before I came over she masturbating and she put a banana in her. So I fucked her good and hard and she was moaning and she looked over my shoulder and her step-dad was there watching me fucking my wife. While I was. Lots of swing clubs have little enclaves of sex but mostly people just wander around either looking for people who are fucking. With us, we brought our own party favors and would get the party started the minute we walked in the door. That inspired other people to loosen up and do their own things in their own private rooms and even in the public group rooms.When most people hear that my friends and I are all African, they form an opinion that we are going to be half dressed African savages.