Tony laid her back on the seat and got over the top of Jane kissing her. Their still clothed pelvises met. Jane could feel Tony’s dick poking her th...ugh his shorts and her shorts. Jane was moaning as Tony was humping her. Tony reached down to unbutton her shorts when Jane grabbed his hand and said “no.” Tony rolled off her a little mad and a little disappointed. He reached down to Jane’s shorts and again Jane said “no” in a louder stern voice. Tony sat up and looked forward away from Jane.. But the realisation that a third person had joined our play almost paralysed me for a few moments with a wild mixture of rampant desire, humiliation, confusion, and a little fear. I tried to ask what was going on, but I could only grunt meaninglessly against the gag.Hands pushed my body against another body. A broad strap had been looped around both our waists. The waist belt tightened. I felt the other body pressed against my own, and a sudden wave of mad desire washed over me. As the. Some with their partners, some mixing partners, some finding new partners. To this point in my life I was not much of a drinker. Occasionally I'd get a little tipsy while with my husband but almost never drank alcohol without him around. Shortly prior to our marriage I had gone out with some friends from work and had a couple of drinks and ended up.....horrors.....dancing with a guy all night at the club we were at. I felt so guilty the next morning that I vowed not to drink again without. For…what?’ She asked breathlessly. His mouth closed over her nipple. ‘Oh my God!’ Her back arched off the bed. Her legs thrashed about. Her head tossed back and forth over the pillow. Her hands flew to the back of his head, holding him to her. She was squirming so much it was hard for him to stay latched on. Her hips thrust in the air as a silent plea. His hand trailed down to her stomach. He rubbed the soft skin and let his fingertips dip below her waistline. He switched breasts, taking the.