Of course, she'll probably turn out to be a pig but I have a feeling she won't."Next Friday night we went to meet Larry and Carol at an East Side bar....Caro turned to be a smashing brunette with big eyes and big tits and Larry was—in my wife words—tall and ruggedly handsome. We liked them immediately and the feeling was obviously mutual. We talked for hours in that bar, about marriage, sex, love, friendship and meaningful relationships and where swinging fitted in; we agreed to meet at our house. Dave had tried to get onto a tour of a sugar mill and hadn't been able to find one. Here he was told why. Because of increasing costs associated with indemnity insurance and the dangers of having tourists in the operating mills, all mill operators had decided to stop providing tours. Thus this mini mill filled an educational and tourism gap.In the hour and a half that the tour took, they learned a lot about how sugar is produced. There were also many pieces of historic sugar industry equipment. And like a marble..it was very slippery too….since we were maintaining silence..I do not know when I have inserted my hand up to her naked back…and hold her tightly…she also had hold me tightly….no word was spoken….and I could imagine…she was really hot…I knew that her hubby stays in Dubai since last 2 months…so I could really figure out that she was a hungry tigress..looking for fresh flesh. I intended to make some naughty fore play with her…I knew that she will be willing to spend the whole. After every spank, Dave rubbed her ass and stroked her blouse clad breast. Nikita was embarrassed at this act of intimacy so close to her, but Dave was intoxicated with power. ‘Two thank you, Sir. May I please have another,’ she continued as Dave gave her the next spank. Eric was fascinated by the whole proceedings and seemed like an eager puppy not knowing where to look. He looked at her ass, submissively thrust out to meet Dave’s hand. He looked at Dave stroking her breasts. He looked at his.