Anee could only look, taking deep breaths, her stomach moving in unison with her need for air. His hand moved down again and once more she felt his fi...ger penetrating her. The feeling was exquisite. This time, after he pulled out, he lifted his finger and rubbed it against her lips, and gently into her mouth for her to taste herself. It was tangy, the first time ever Anee tasted her own vaginal secretion and she sucked on it. She almost collapsed against him, the dirtiness and yet wonderers of. I guess I’d better tell you a little about myself. I was born in a Midwestern town. I was an only child. After WWII it was very prosperous, but as the years passed the town suffered a drop in prosperity. My Mom and Dad were in the lower middle class income bracket at the start of the decline. When the factory my Dad worked in closed, so did his employment opportunities. We lived on his separation pay and what little work he could find. One of is part time jobs was the overnight cleaning of a. “You need to expand your horizons. Sex in the daylight is just as good as at night. Look over there,” David said, pointing to a grassy area about a hundred yards away. “We have a sex swing. After breakfast, you two should go over there, get naked and fuck, right there in the open. I promise you’ll attract the other guests who will jump at the opportunity of joining you.”Ruth giggled. “That sounds like fun. It sounds very naughty, but I’d like to try it, Bob.”“You’re on, babycakes,” her husband. Once she was released, she refused to go back inside. Thus the trial separation, as I wanted to have a better taste of independence, to take a lover or two, or more, of my own choosing, to see if there was more of life than one as his private whore. When I saw you browsing in my store, I knew right away that you were perfect for the role of paramour. Ripe cherry for plucking, babe.“As for hubby here, well, I quickly discovered that he only wanted me back when he realized my shop would be a.