From my seat I could observe all the people in the club. Hard to explain, but the people were not who I expected. People who have been to swingerclubs...know what I mean.There were many single men of course, but also plenty of couples. I didn't notice any single women. Some of the women were very attractive and others were just fat and ugly. The other single men were from 25-65 years old, and from muscular to fat. I was by far the youngest in the club which attracted some interest.After some. I warned her twice about black ice on the road. Although the road was clear there were spots where below freezing temperatures had frozen a thin residue of moisture.She drove the big SUV like a race car, lapping every other car on the road. Her gloved hands gripped the leather-bound steering wheel with authority. She caught me sneaking peaks at her. I told myself I was only looking to make sure she was awake and alert. A tall woman, she wore corduroy slacks under a heavy parka and I suspected a. Unlike the first night it appeared, it isn't growling, and shockingly, it collapses at her feet, emitting a low, pained, whine. Sara isn't sure how to react, but she spots a wound to its back hooved leg. In it's wounded state she expects it to lash out, but instead, it lays quiet, apart from the sound of laboured breathing.Sara, not entirely sure if she's doing the right thing opens her satchel and removes some ointment then tears off a strip of material from her underskirt. Kneeling before the. Ross got up and held out his handssaying, "Darling you look good enough to eat."I had to agree with him and watched jealously as she ran into his arm.They hugged and their lips locked. I watched them French kiss andRoss' hands went down her back and lifted her skirt. I watchedmesmerized as mom's naked ass came in to view.She broke the kiss and her lips moved to his ears, but I could hear her whisper."He'll be able to see", she told him.Ross's eyes were on me, as mine were on my mom's ass."Let.