Sylvia was a real looker. She was tall, blonde and had amazing natural big tits that I lusted over. Would she be willing to enter the world of swinger...? We didn’t know, but we wanted to find out. Tom usually played somewhat sexually with my wife, grabbing her ass or giving it a slap as he would walk by when he would be at our house at a party. Sylvia and I got along great, and many times I felt she on-purpose would slide her hands up and down my shoulders and arms, seeming to enjoy the touch of. .-sighs- ever so i had a plan in mind for tonight's dinner i invited a few friends over and a few black friends they were hung like horses i know cause we all played on the basketball team and after practice id take a glimpse of there fat cocks while showering they would play around and rub there dicks between my ass cheeks it felt good am i bi yes secretly my wife dont know shit she never asks about anything all she does is come home from work and go to sleep we never go out anywhere not since. We’re breaking contact now.”“Very good. Oh Malik, one last thing. Have you considered what to name that ship of yours? It’s frightful bad luck to be flying a ship without a name, you know.”“Well, in my experience, there’s no such thing as luck. Still, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt. Thank you again.”“You are quite welcome. Organa out.”“We will have to find a way to repay his kindness,” Serra mused.“Yeah… I’ll think on that.”They continued on for a few minutes in silence, until Serra asked a. "What are you doing!?" her friend, Zara, whispered loudly in her ear. Aaliya didn't know what she was on about, until she saw that her hand was in between her legs, rubbing her freshly torn pussy. She quickly pulled away out of embarrassment and said nothing. She continued watching and listening to what the youth workers were doing in front of the class until they finished, and the bell rang to signal that the school day was over."Thank God!" Aaliya muttered, as she pulled out her phone to.