Layla was very beautiful, but I was very scared.She aimed another perfect shot with her black high-heels, and blasted my tightened ball sack with the ...ront of her foot. There was a sudden “splat” when her foot hit my balls. Then my groan.Then she kicked me again with her other foot, and used the pointed toe of her black high-heels to dig into the shaft of my cock.I groaned with each kick.Andrée paced around me, taking pictures as Layla’s kicks landed directly on my balls. Sometimes I was able. ’ ‘Oh, hello. This is Emma Enderby, I think we met on Saturday night. You gave me your card?’ ‘Emma! I’m so pleased you called!’ Hurst gave Emma an address in the West End and told her to head straight over. Prime Assets’ offices were on the third floor of a grand old office building accessed via an alleyway off Regent Street. Emma stepped out of the lift and pushed through the glass doors to the reception area, where a blonde with a fine bust of her own sat behind a desk. ‘Howard really does. They stood still for a moment.Denise wanted this young man badly. Her need was at its peak. She had her hair done this morning. The young man she patronized was the best at the salon. His boyish features turned her on. She had been trying to seduce him shamelessly for a year. He enjoyed her attempts, but was a dedicated homo-sexual. Denise thought it was such a waste to limit one's sexuality in such a manner. Now, in spite of her blatant attempts to lure the young service man, he would not make. ”Jeremy took Emily by the hand and the two disappeared in a flash.As soon as the kids were gone, Sally turned to Lydia and said, “Lydia, we asked you to stay after the party tonight because we want to share something with you. John has told Tom that, even though he has only known you for a short time, that you are apparently quite open and free about your relationships.”I picked up the thread of the conversation at that point, “Lydia, Tom and Sally are swingers. I and they have had a three-way.