And over time, I still came to hate it anyway.How do I put this? My wife Serena and I were swingers. Okay, about now half of you are saying yeah! And ...he rest of you are saying ugh! The half saying yeah, are imagining me out there on a regular basis screwing lots of available attractive women and enjoying myself immensely. The influx and turnover of some super elite swing club constantly bringing me new partners. You'd imagine that this leads to a very rich and varied sex life and you'd be. Jim groaned and ran his fingers through Harper’s soft brunette hair. “Yes, definitely.”Harper grinned as she bobbed her head back and forth, swirling her tongue around the quickly hardening cock. Once Jim was nice and hard, Harper popped his baby-maker out of her mouth and slowly climbed on top of the older man, straddling him and leaning down to kiss him passionately. After a minute or two of kissing, the young teen sat up and lifted her hips, guiding the mushroom head of Jim’s penis to her. Soon a second finger, and then a third were probing, stretching my ass. Surprisingly I was enjoying the attention he was paying to my ass, it actually felt good and I found myself moving my ass in motion with his probing. Suddenly he pulled his fingers out and pulled me up on my knees, and I felt him rubbing his lubed cock up and down my crack and then pushing the head of his big cock into my virgin ass. He told me to relax, that once I let it in I was going to love it. Bruce slowly eased it in. I smiled and offered him another drink.When we were finished eating and were relaxing with one of Brenda's delicious desserts and cognac, Sue complimented Brenda on the dinner and turned to me. "So, Wyden. What was all that about getting us out of the house last night?" Oh, you know. Brenda and I needed a little bit of privacy." Privacy? For what?" For washing the car." Washing the car? No way. Nobody needs privacy to wash a car." It was the only way I could get Brenda to help me."Brenda was.