I let my eyes close, body relaxing into the swing as gentle humming filled my head. Drifting deeper, I was only vaguely aware when a collar was clippe... around my neck, tight enough to make me moan deeply, but not tight enough to cut off air flow just yet.I could feel my body being lifted from the swing and carried across the room, a slick warmth running over my breasts, soaking my tank top and teasing my nipples into hardness. I dropped my head back, exposing my throat, only to feel something. It’s bedtime for me here.’ She waited again, suddenly very nervous about how he would respond. ‘What color is it?’ he asked. ‘Red,’ she said. ‘Long or short?’ ‘Short.’ ‘Cotton? Silk? Satin?’ ‘Silk.’ Heather felt herself getting warmer as she wrote the one-word responses. ‘Touch it. Tell me what it feels like.’ Heather swallowed the sudden cotton in her throat and began to write. ‘It’s smooth, like glass, cool, soft. My hands just slide over it.’ She drew trembling hands over her belly. ‘It. I felt her pussy muscles tighten and within seconds I felt her warm liquid nectar, but that didn’t stop me from fucking her. Within seconds of her cumming I found my own peak and came too. “Fuck, ladies! You two are so damn in sync!” Jen got off me once she was done and bent down to kiss me, tasting her nectar from my lips. After a few swordfights with our tongue Jen straightened up and pulled Pete’s mouth for another kiss, letting him taste her juices. That did it for Pete. I felt him stiffen. She had long black hair and bright blue eyes. A black bikini top barely contained her voluptuous breasts and studded booty shorts clung to a world-class ass. I hadn’t seen so much exposed female flesh since my ex left. “Black outfit? Long hair?” “That’s Beth!” Dot said happily. She rubbed my thigh and said, “Go talk to her. Ask her to dance.” Another topless girl sidled up to me with a tray of Jell-O shots. I began to think that the women in the club were anxious for me to have a good time..