Her hand moved up and down. He loosened his grip and bit back a groan as she kissed his neck, every so often letting her tongue peek through to find a...sensitive spot on his skin. As she moved to his chest, he hissed out a breath and held her sides as he lay back on the bed. Connie kissed and nipped her way down his body, loving how strong he felt to her touch. She traced her fingernails over his sides and felt goosebumps rise on his skin. She smiled to herself when he gave a wordless growl as. With swingers not supposed to fall in love with one another, I couldn’t believe that I suddenly felt love for Sue. I hadn’t had felt this feeling since I saw Yvonne for the first time across a crowded room. As if she was the only woman there, I zeroed in on her and the rest is our history. Now, even though I didn’t know the woman and didn’t know anything about the woman, I had that same feeling for Bill’s wife. How can that happen? This wasn’t supposed to happen. We’re swingers. We’re not. In the flickering images she saw herself on the stage, bathed in sepia light. She saw her lover take her head in his strong hands and feed his long cock into her open mouth.Her husband squeezed her hand and positioned himself on the bed on his back. "I want to taste you while you watch," his whisper was tentative, seeking her approval.In a confused fog she complied, positioning herself over him, straddling his broad chest and inching her still sopping pussy toward his face."You knew?" she. I walked in and removed my coat and boots. Nothing had changed; it was like stepping back in time. The house looked and smelled the same as it always did. We went into the living room and sat down to watch some hockey and relive old times. I noticed a woman walk down the hall; she had a nice tight ass on her. Her jeans were molded to that ass. Whoever she was it was a nice sight even if I didn't see her face and I thought they must have other visitors too. A little while later Ryan's Mom's.