'We have a few friends we like to get together with once a month or so,' he smiled. 'Usual story, I guess – we felt we needed to spice our love live... up a little and, rather than doing things behind each other's backs, we'd be up front about it and see if we could find one or two other couples to have fun with.' 'More swapping than swinging?' 'For us, yes. We went to a swing club a few times but, although it was okay, we decided it was a bit too impersonal. We realised we liked doing it in. ’ She looked at me and the original smile she had when she first came to the door faded and I worried I might have said something wrong. Could she be mad at me for wasting her time? ‘Jack, please walk around back with me for a second,’ she said, stepping outside and pulling the door shut behind her. I followed her, trying not to stare at her butt. She had on short denim cutoffs and a sleeveless small flowered white shirt. Obviously, it was the heat of the summer’s day influencing her choice of. “Do you know what this is?”“Yes.”“Good, I do not intend to use this today, but if you do not keep still or we find ourselves in this position again this is what awaits.”It is hard to describe my feelings at this point. Fear, yes, excitement, yes, shame, yes, lust, yes. I had never seen a strap-on closeup, it looked very scary but there was something exciting there too. Did I want to experience this, I did not honestly know. My penis reacted positively to the situation, but it is probably not a. As I look up at her beautiful face I am reminded why I loved her so much. I gently lifted one leg and d****d it over my shoulder as I lean in , the sight of her delicious shaved pussy is so inviting , slowly my tongue runs along the wet slit, I felt a hand stroking my head prompting more , pushing harder, my tongue opens her wanton petals further, I feelthe tiny clit throbbing , as I brush across it she shakes hard.Knowing she craves release my pace suddenly goes from slow and soft to harder.