”“Pretty girls are never a bother. It was nice meeting you all.”Tamara hopped down off her barstool. “Thank you, Mister Culverin.”“Thank y...u,” chimed in Samantha.“It was very nice meeting you.” He reached across the bar to shake their hands, and then led them out through the front door.As they climbed back into their car, Tamara asked her father. “How much does a place like this cost?”Mike snorted. “If you have to ask, you can’t afford it.”“Daddy! That’s no answer!”“Okay, millions of dollars. We couldn't do all that stuff, but we most definetly got to the ass grazing and kissing part. I brushed the front of his jeans with the back of my hand, trying (but of course it wasn't) trying to make it not seem totally intentional. I felt a nice firm not quite full on boner in there, and that told me what I needed to know. He fell twice while we were walking, but he was up on his one good leg so fast, I barely registered it happening.We stopped to kiss again on San Pablo, in front of the. ” I smiled.We chatted back and forth but it was mainly Eric telling me about how his parents are swingers and when he and his siblings turned 18 they gave them to opportunity to come to the club if they wanted. I was getting more and more excited and my pussy was getting wetter and wetter. At one point I looked over to where Eric’s Mom was bent over getting pounded by one guy and another had joined in and was deeply fucking her mouth.“Damn.” I moaned.“What?” his eyes broke free of my tits and. He quickly scanned the story titles in her favourites, clicking on one called Sleepy Anal. He read through it, getting hard when the man in the story took his girlfriend’s ass while she slept.He quickly read through the rest of her selected favourites and was shocked to find that they were all about anal, and sneaky ways men talked their girlfriends into trying it. He had no idea Ali wanted it in the ass and now he couldn't wait until she got home. He planned to test the waters tonight and see.