“Of course! Give me a minute.”Doug walked up to the master bedroom. He pulled off his dark grey T-shirt and blue gingham pajama pants. He climbed ...nto the California-king-sized bed and waited for his lovely woman. His nine-and-a-quarter-inch dick got rock hard as he thought about how Armand transitioned to Alia. His bare chest was covered with a bit of stubbly taco-meat looking hair. He had on nothing but a silver chain with a gold key hanging from it.Alia entered the bedroom. She began. If anything it distracted her from the pleasure she was receiving, even if it was done while he was actually moving forcefully in and out of her cunt at the time. Trembling with trepidation, she very gently tried to tell him that she did not think that pain enhanced her enjoyment.“So?” he asked, “I like to spank you, and that is what matters.”She responded more firmly, “But I have not been trained from birth to give in to any whim of the man in my life.”“I did tell you that would not be. She felt that Rob was willing to let another man fuck his wife for the opportunity to get at her. She tempered his enthusiasm by slowing his aggressive nature down.“Rob, you don’t have to be so anxious, or you’ll be finished fucking me long before Dan has had the pleasure of fucking Marie,” she cautioned.“Sorry, I guess I’m being a little over anxious. We had discussed the idea of swapping partners with another couple and now that’s actually happening, I forgot my thinking.”“If you and Marie. Pulling up her shorts. ‘Now where did my bra go?’ I look around and spot it on the other side of the log, ‘Over here’ I say. I bend over and pick it up. Realizing my mistake too late, ‘Smack’ goes her hand on my ass. ‘ Why you…’ She dashes away from me laughing hysterically. I try chasing her while trying to pull my shorts back up. But she’s too quick, always keeping out of arms’ length, tossing leaves at me, hiding behind trees. I laugh too, it’s like chasing a wood nymph and way too.