Those thoughts about everything that happened would start again. However, I also began thinking I would not have the same guilt that I did beforehand ...specially after a few months away."Melissa. It's been awhile." I said."Yeah. It has. Look Im glad I ran into you....Im sorry for everything that happened and I was wondering if maybe you would want to get together and talk about things." she asked."Ahh.... Yeah sure. Maybe you can come over for dinner does.. Friday night sound good." I. I must admit I wished it was me getting this treatment from me, you thought, getting so turned on by all this. I stopped stroking to run my tongue all around the cockhead, up and down the shaft and his balls. I sucked his scrotum, stretching it out as I raised my head. The I returned to pumping my mouth up and down his shaft, a little harder and faster this time. The guy ran his hands though my hair, holding me firm as he thrust up hard a couple of times. I responded by pushing down hard with. Knowing, and pursuing what they want. Having never been to a swinger’s club before, I had no clue what to wear…or not wear, for that matter. Yet, I was sure that whatever it was, it was not currently in my closet. The sexy and overpriced dresses that I found at the mall all seemed the same to me and the look on my face delivered that message to the sales woman.“Are you looking for something special?” the young sales clerk asked me.I had no choice but to come clean….“Yes, I am actually. I’d like. He kept his mouth over mine and kept on pushing it more inside. It appeared as if this pain will not go away. But then after a few strokes, my cunt opened up a little and it got adjusted to his penis. I could feel fullness inside me. I closed my eyes and was now enjoying it. His hands were now kneading my breasts and he was pumping into me. Now I also started enjoying it. I was moaning loudly and I started moving my ass with his rhythm. Slowly I learned how to get fucked. His breathing started.