I was used to the Mystical appearance of the jungle at night. But for a couple of these city slickers, at night (early morning) in the jungle, fear an... panic was created. Darkness with reflections of twisting logs that protruded from the water like a monsters arm. With winds that gusted and wailed a mournful sound as it swirled through the bare tree tops. Leaves that rustled across the islands like creatures scampering about. The bite of the cold breeze that nipped at your ears lobes till they. They explained that they are swingers and love to swap partners also. Now he and his wife are not bad looking, she has big tits, a little bit bigger than my wife and is very sexy herself. He's just an average guy like me so I wasn't too intimidated at the thought of this, not that they were trying to talk us into it right then but it was crossing my mind. My wife then explained to them that we had discussed it but she just didn't think she could do it. I was shaking my head agreeing with her. And finally he had a beautiful 8 inch cock with huge balls. Immediately I asked if he was hosting and wanted to have me over. He responded right away and sent me his location. I arrived and was taken to his garage, he had a very nice setup. He sat me down in one of the two recliners that faced his computer. He put on twink porn and began to grab his cock through his pants. He told me to take all my clothes off as he wanted to see my smooth twink body, which I immediately complied. He noticed. "It's too awkward in the tub. We'll wait until we're done in here, hun, and then we'll go and have a nice, long chat about it in the lounge." Okay - I'm ready when you are!" I said in what was only half mock-enthusiasm.My wife giggled. "You've waited six weeks, lover! I'm sure you can hold on for another few minutes!"Angela craftily changed the subject right then, and we lazed in the spa for another ten minutes or so, talking about this and that. Because it was already late in the evening, we.