I am instructed by hand movements to get off the bed and stand before him. He walks around me patting and prodding and thankfully grunting with approv...l. From behind his rough hands grab at my boobs, squeezing hard, too hard and I bite my lip so as not to show pain. His breath is hot in my ear and the smell of tobacco again invades my senses. A lump pressed against my ass indicates that I have been successful in keeping him happy; I pray that it lasts. The lump begins to pump hard against my. And maybe I couldn’t blame them. We weren’t part of it, but like many a bored suburban community, our little piece of McMansion heaven boasted at least two wife-swapping and swinging circles that Jill and I knew about. We’d never been tempted to join, but we had several friends who were current or past members of these groups. In such a community and hotbed, I guess I couldn’t bring myself to gainsay any of the three wolves currently laying siege to my bikini-clad wife.I’ve always been a keen. It took longer, this time, maybe five or six minutes, long enough for me to begin to feel irritation where my pubes were being pressed into my tender skin down there. Then her hands gripped my hips and urged me to go faster. Those hand stayed there to guide me and she took deeper and deeper breaths until she got all tense and groaned like she was dying.I wasn’t quite there, and I knew it would take too long to get me there, but I wanted to cum again, so I pulled out and did a one-arm pushup. “We’re from Hereford. I work as a clerk at a solicitors in the city and Joe here works as a nurse at Hereford County Hospital. We like hiking as you can guess and we’re hoping to walk the Thames path in stages over the course of the next couple of years.” Mel explained.“Are you married?” I asked.“This is our honeymoon actually. We were married in Hereford Registry Office on Saturday.” Joe proclaimed proudly.“Congratulations. How far are you going?”“Abingdon. But tonight we’re going to stay in a.