Albert shifted a little, his poorly attended cock pulsing in his trousers, growing at the sights and sounds so close to him. He could hear the soft sq...elching of the girl's wet pussy as her fingers delved inside, then popped out to rub furiously over her clit. Just a little more to his left, and Albert could see that enticing delta, covered in thick, dark hair, yet with glistening red lips pouting at him as those fingers worked around and inside the dripping pussy.He popped the buttons on his. I married her mother, when I was 26 and April was 35. April and Liz had assured me everything would be fine for any number of reasons, the first of which was, Liz would be moving to California and living with her father and going to college there within a month of me marrying her mother and secondly, Liz had a girlfriend of her own! April and Liz were very open about sex and sexuality. I mean, April and her ex used to host swinger parties and Liz once came home from an overnighter because the. In my room we sat around the small table and had another drink. John finally spoke up to tell me that when I had called and mentioned "swinging," he thought it meant "dancing." But as he and Jean discussed my invitation, it became clear they realized that it probably was not just a dance they had been invited to. I just smiled and let him talk. They had decided to come and meet me to see what this was all about, but obviously neither of them had ever swung. They thought that if another couple. Luckily none of them have come in here to investigate." "Good, but make sure we keep this away from them, and on the people willing to pay for it. We could all go to jail for this." "I understand, sir." "Sir, someone is here," another worker panted. "Who?" "A woman, she is asking for you by name." I clenched my fists and walked to the door. I shut it and calmly made my way to front where I found a brown-haired woman sitting in one of the barber chairs. "How do you do?" I pondered, strolling.