One of our best ever things was the time I took her to a local swingers club. I wanted to see just how much cum we could pump into her ass and I figur...d I would need a lot of guys to do this! I actually got on the DJ's microphone and announced what she was going to do and since it was a night where single guys are allowed in, I had a ton of takers!We took her to one of the larger group rooms and bent her over on all fours. I rubbed some lube over her asshole and I started the party off by. She was a bit confused but was laughing anyway. Her eyes got wide when she felt Bryan’s hand rubbing her crotch and this caused her moisture levels to skyrocket.“So, this was why you didn’t want to fuck at the cabin?” He nodded. “You should have told me.”“Why? This is much more fun! Too bad it’s not summertime though for I would throw you in the water! I don’t want you getting sick on me so most of your body gets to stay dry.”With this, Bryan’s fingers made short work of the buttons on Abby’s. ”“It’s a bit more than ‘tidy,’” I said.“I know,” she said. “Congratulations. We’re very proud of you.”“Thanks. Oh, speaking of which...” I reached for my wallet and pulled out five crisp hundred-dollar bills. “For my little indiscretion with your credit card last Christmas.”She took the money, but then looked confused. “I thought it was just four hundred.”“It was. The rest is interest.”“Paul, that’s too much. Here.” She tried to return a hundred-dollar bill, but I refused.“It was bad enough. Then I realized that it was still too early to call anyone, damn it.This morning, I beat Juwanna and Mabel to the kitchen. Hooking my laptop up to the satellite link, I contacted the supplier I bought armor from before and placed the order for the Southeast Sector Strike Team that was waiting in my email, and then for the other federal agencies. An hour later, my cell phone rang, not that it was unexpected.“Reynolds,” I answered the phone.“Mr. Reynolds, I’m calling to verify a series of very.