Quinn leaned in and kissed Harley, unbuttoning the rest of her top. His hands ached to feel her skin. He traced his way up to her breasts, sliding aro...nd and unclipping her bra. Quinn broke from their kiss, "Meet me in the hay loft," he growled in her ear, smacking her on the ass, as he headed for the tack-room.Harley giggled, and went to turn up the music. The wind picked up, and the sound of thunder could be heard echoing over the pasture. Harley reached the top of the stairs, and saw that. It was a fun night but not the best we’ve had. We’ve also tried orgies where there’s 6 to 10 people in the house, and that was really fun but less intimate. There was something about it that reminded me of drunken parties at college where everyone’s kissing everyone... and then we discovered partner swapping. For Tara and me, it works better than anything else – second only to us being alone together.We usually invite another couple round to our house for the evening; first having a drink and a. ”“Well, I assume they meant drugs, and I also assume that you two never even thought of saying yes to their invitation.”“Of course not, Aunt Pat,” Cal confirmed, “I do get an occasional small glass of wine with a meal, but that’s the limit of my drinking. And as for drugs, Yuck.”“Clever girl,” Mum said, “OK, let’s go and report this to reception and see what they say.”What reception said was that although there was nothing illegal about inviting girls to a party, it was worrying that these two. I follow him out the door keeping my distance then I notice they went in to a family changing cubicle, I went into the next one to them and heard them talked; he asked her if she wanted to come home later with Kelly his daughter? She asks what about your wife? There is no wife she’s gone long time ago. Ok but not today, tomorrow if that’s ok, yeh sure, make sure Kelly asks me to come over in front of my parents. He then whisperers do you like this, oh yeh mmmmmm it feels nice she said, I will.