The bed had been pushed to one side, the curtains pulled open and mattresses had been laid to cover the floor.Krissi had somehow ended up with the whi...e guy. As they settled on the mattress, Devlin pulled the black guy down with her. In her previous years of swinging Devlin had been with a few of black guys. Some swinging groups had more of one race than another, their group just happened to have only two or three black couples.His first kisses were tentative as his hands explored her body. She. I went to the door and made a lot of noise with the security chain against the door so he would hear it and then I stepped off to the side and pulled the door open.He heard me with the chain so he thought I would be standing right in front of him when I opened the door. The tire iron swished through empty space and I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the room and then used his forward momentum to pull him across the room and slam his head into the wall. It dazed him, he dropped the tire iron. “You are to count each stroke out loud. Do you understand?” She nodded. “Say it out loud and address me properly.” “Yes, Master, I understand.” The words were new and unfamiliar but somehow comfortable. He began fairly gently, slapping her right cheek first then the left. She kept count as the strokes become harder but not regular or predictable. She thought he might stop at twenty but he didn’t and she was glad as she was ready and willing and even anxious for more. When he got to thirty, he. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She says, “If you like, I’ll try to set it up.”Wow, that sounded hot. I wanted to jump at the chance just to be with Cory again under those circumstances, but I was skeptical. “You obviously believe I’ll end up with his dick in my mouth,” I said.“No,” she says. “I really don’t know who’d win if you guys wrestled. I just like watching a submissive guy suck off another guy and I like watching men wrestle for dominance. I’d love to see you two sex fight. I haven’t.