Her stomach was flat with just a wee bit of paunch (which looks so good on women). She had a thick tuft of hair in the “V” between her legs, but I...could see nice “butterfly” lips.I sat her on the bed and pushed her on her back. I spread her legs and exposed her muff. I parted the lips of her vagina and lowered my tongue into her juicy slit, licking her with lots of spittle. Her little clitoris was engorged and protruded from the top of her cunt. It got a lot of my oral attention. I could even. Only this dress dipped down at the top and stopped at the tops of her thighs like a micro-mini skirt. She wore a black bra and panties under the dress. Otherwise, the dress would expose all of her goodies. Black lace stockings covered her legs and elevated spiked heels adorned her feet. “Yes, Master?” she asked.“How do I confirm whether this locket is the one I’m looking for?” I thought at her.“Pretty locket,” Lisa said, leaning into me to see it better. At the same time, she reached behind me. On the whole we got on with most and had in the past swung with three of the couples in the past, at club parties swinging didn't usually happen it was more of a socialising thing, though we didn't fuss two much if a couple disappeared for a short while into a quiet area.Anne was late arriving as she'd had to go to Sydney on business the previous day unexpectedly, luckily a couple of friends came round to help me organise everything in her place. As usual it was a good turn out some new members. She removed her foot from her left shoe and lifted it out of her thong then with her right she lifted and crossed her legs with the little sheer garment hanging around her shoe. She reached down to remove the thong and as she looked up her eyes met those of an older man having dinner with his wife at an adjoining table. Caught she thought. The man smiled and winked at her and she smiled in reply. Having completed the task presented her Joan plopped her damp little undergarment on Marks side.