We got married, but agreed to continue the swinging. We wanted to make sure what happened to us would not happen to anyone else we partied with, so we...bought some rural property, built a clubhouse with a number of cabins and made it an invitation only swinger's paradise. We were well connected to people who shared our lifestyle and many of them were well to do. We charged an annual membership fee, then a significant premium for their nightly stays, with parties from Thursday through Sunday each. The surge was intense, no girlfriend had ever made me orgasm like this even during full intercourse. I looked down and saw mum watching intensely as I gushed come all over my abs, she carried on wanking me until I thought my very soul had left my body. I'm not sure if she came or not as I was too caught up in the ecstasyFor a while we just lay there completely spent and silent, I thought she might snuggle into my bed with me and that we'd end up fucking but soon after mum got up from the bed,. “Yeah. Oh fuck! Ummm… sorry love, they gave me some fries and coke too. It’s on the house,” he said. The ‘Oh fuck!’ was due to the fact that I was shielding my boobs, but I realised my pussy was on full display. His eyes flicked between my little foof and my face and back again. Ashley smiled at me and then grabbed the pizza guy by the lunch box! “Hmmm… care to share our pizza?!” she said. “Oh I would but we‘re busy and…” Ashley turned to me. “Is he for real?” I shrugged my shoulders. “Oh. Charming even. A gentle bear, occasionally a shoulder to cry on. Only the scar on his face hinted at something else.His fist was a blur, a blur of exploding energy, his body twisted at the same time, it connected with a nose. A dull crunch, as it broke, then a fountain of blood, blood which sprayed on Alan pristine white shirt. There was silence in warehouse, all but for the dripping water, and the gentle sob as Louise cried. Alan had knocked him u*********s, and he hung from the butchers hook,.