“Did that give you any ideas, any inspiration?” “Good, very good. I am beginning to see something.” Mrs. Patron offered her thoughts. “You d...nce well together, confidently. He is a good dancer, isn’t he LeeAnne?” Dan just listened to the women; he was starting to get excited about their portrait. LF wanted another perspective. “I want to take a walk around the grounds so I can see you in another setting. After this drink.” LF walked apart from the others, often walking backward to watch the. She'd been nervous about this night for the last week. She was about to meet some of her husband's friends for the first time. Some of the people he had known in his life before they married.Swingers.Stacy usually felt silly using the word.For the past week, the twenty-six year old woman had careened wildly between being nervous to the point of nausea and being uncontrollably horny. The last hour had managed to take her mind off that for a bit. Now though, she was finally satisfied with her. I didn't taste as I would normally expect, nor did she seem interested in kissing me. There was an odd taste in her mouth and couldn't put my finger on it. Anyway, she went up strairs to have a shower and get ready. I couldn't get that taste out of my head, what was that. I went upsatirs to get ready, but on my trousers, belt and shirt. I saw her phone was still in the hall. I was curious to check something, i wouldn't normally and she seemed so distant, I wanted to check to see if she was. He groaned deeply and caught my hair to pull my face back. His grip was surprisingly strong, and he held me like that until I felt his balls tighten and saw the first spurt of cum fly at me before I shut my eyes tight. When I opened them I saw him smiling down at me, and I felt his sticky cum dripping into my lap, onto my black jeans, creating a white splodge. I smiled at him and he handed me a corner of his bedcover so I could wipe the excess off of my face. I pulled the rest of his jeans off.