There wasn’t going to be any first names here, I could tell. Apparently, my jeans weren’t what was expected of an artist in New York.“Pleased to...meet you, Mr. Caldwell.” He ignored my offered hand.“This gallery is too big for your collection. We expected more pieces. You do have more, don’t you?” he asked as we entered the room.“Of course,” I said, subconsciously adopting a bit of his snooty tone, “just not for you.” Clarice nodded subtly to me. The room was large, but I couldn’t see that it. " Don't be shy, these are yours now. Do whatever you want with them.Still standing I grabbed her 36C tits and I drifted my hand across her tits until I felt her erect nipples. Her breathing started to get quicker and louder as I fondled with her breasts. I took one of her tits in my mouth and sucked on it while gently flicking my tongue over her nipple. I knew she enjoyed it when she let out a few moans. I spent some time kissing, fondling, sucking and licking her tits and she responded with. We decided to give it a try and went to a swinger club with a couple we had just met, it was a blast and we ended up doing full swap with this couple at the club. We had no jealousy issues and we both enjoyed it very much! This is also where we found girl / girl play was an interest, but she prefers the touch of a man. Seeing your spouse having sex with somebody else while you are fucking someone else was the ultimate rush! We decided this was for us and joined a swinger website. It was pretty. With one hand, Dave spread my legs further apart by methodically pushing each thigh back as far as the restraints would allow. My mind raced frantically, touch it, touch it, touch it. Then I was speaking, ‘Touch it, Touch it, Touch it.’ senselessly murmuring, moaning for him. He laughed softly, almost to himself. Finally he touched the soft feather to my quivering bare pussy lips. I felt the blood rushing and racing through my veins. The lips of my cunt were tingling and aching with each.