The woman of gold was barely dressed in strips of gold cloth, but if one could look closely one could see ever curve of the woman, even the hint of ni...ple on her full bosoms. It seemed to be a little hypnotic.Jack set the harp down on her desk as it began to play by itself. By then Cindy was already starting to feel the music.The song itself was some bizarre tune that sounds medieval in nature. But it caused her to pause at what she was doing to focus on the song more closely. She watched as. .. Sometimes the clubs have pools or saunas or jacuzzis, and usually there people just go naked, sometimes discreetly wrapping towels over their most intimate parts, sometimes being exhibitionist and (discreetly or less discreetly) allowing fellow guests to have a good show. In most countries (but not France) swinger clubs usually have one or more TV screens showing porno movies. I guess the idea is to get people in a sexy mood, but I think that often porno movies are just like lessons in. I found her round breast, squeezing the tit I used to stare at when she was cheerleading. Now I got to enjoy her. I got to fuck her asshole. I groaned, squeezing her boobs hard as I rammed my dick to the hilt in her over and over. She clenching and gasped and panted. She whimpered, squeezing her asshole around my dick. Passion filled the living room. Her sweet asshole made my balls tingle. The ache swelled at the tip of my dick. That explosive rush that needed to burst out of me.I had to fire. Main bhi chikhne ki nautanki karti rahi. Ander hi jhad diya Rajesh ne aur haath khol diye. Maine gussa dikhate hue ek thappad maara. Rajesh ka josh thanda ho chuka tha. Maafi maang raha tha. Maine bhi darte hue se kaha – “ Jo bhi hua chup raho sasur ko pata laga toh mujhe ghar se nikal denge.”Mera ye dar dekh kar Rajesh ko aashwasan mil gaya ki. Mere saath kuch bhi woh karega toh main khud hi darti kisi ko nahi bolne wali. Usko ye bhi pata tha ki maine usko ghar pe rakha hai ye baat sasur ko.