"Oh, hey Quinn, did you need to use the restroom too?" "No," she says with a slight shake of her head. She bites her lip as she looks up into Marcus's...eyes. Quinn raises up onto her tip-toes, wrapping her hand behind Marcus' head and pulls his face to hers for a kiss. She parts her lips, allowing his tongue to entwine with hers as she inhales, breathing in his intoxicating scent. They break the kiss, but neither says a word. Quinn grabs his hand and pulls him towards his bedroom. Once there,. This tall, blonde man had seemed to be the likeliest stud of any of the men sitting along the bar. This was the spot where salesmen ended up sometimes during the week, arranging their schedules so they could take advantage of the area's most notorious pick-up parlor.Charlene slipped into her chair at a table and waited. She ordered her drink and looked around the room. The tall man at the bar was still watching her. She returned his gaze for a moment, then demurely looked away. No need to. “You know what I think the mistake was,” I said, broaching the almost forgotten topic.“What mistake?” she asked, oblivious to what I meant.“You know, about picking Danny for our first step into swinging,” I answered.“Oh, is that was swinging?” she asked, laughing. I was happy to see she was able to laugh about it now.“Yeah, well I don’t know how else to describe it.”“So, what was the mistake?” she asked.“Well there were a couple of things,” I explained, “First, it was supposed to be a. Soft moans escaped my mouth as I bit my lip hard.Then one of his hands stayed at my breasts while the other made its way down. He slipped it into my shorts and panties. I let out a gasp when he started fingering my pussy. It felt amazing but at the same time I wanted him to stop. He goes faster and faster, and is sucking my breast harder. My breathing was getting heavier and harder. Then he stops, just as I was caving in.He sits down on the toilet and pulls me over, pushing me to my knees. I.