Tony guided Wendy's handdown to his groin and she opened his flies and fumbled inside his Y-fronts until she was able to free his member. She undid h...s belt, andhis trousers fell to the floor and she pushed down his underpants.She looked down and saw that Tony was erect. His cock was long andthick, far bigger than her ex-husband's was. Not that she saw much ofanyone's penis these days. She felt a little soiled; thinking these lewdthoughts. She justified to herself that she was doing her. "Her hand came up and began to massage my balls, the contracted sac churning in her warm hand. "My tight cunt Nasreen, my special slut Nasreen. My fucking beautiful Nasreen, my sweet whore Nasreen." I was coming to close to control it, I let go, she gurgled even louder sucked even harder draining me of my juices. "Ahh.... Yes my whore drink my juice..." I reached forward, sinking my cock further into her throat and grabbed each ass cheek and began to knead them. Her hands sneaked up and pushed. I didn’t think it would happen. Then I went to a wild New Year’s party at a swing club. At the end of December 2010, about four months after my ex-girlfriend and I called it quits, I was dreading sitting home alone on New Year’s Eve, the biggest party nights of the year. I began thinking about a swingers’ club I had been to seven or eight years ago with a woman with whom I had had on ongoing booty-call arrangement before I got involved with my ex. I looked up the club on the internet. I found. When I confronted you I expected you to throw me on the bed but you threw me a curve. I made a mistake by getting cute here with the "picking up where we left off" bit. Exposing my breasts and grabbing your penis made me look anxious. When I asked you to get more comfortable, I thought you would just slip off your pants, not stand up and present yourself to me. I know what you expected and I don't do that. When I asked you to "fuck" me I never regretted using that word more. I wanted you to.