”I move in and kiss her again. Her lips part and allow my tongue to slide into her mouth. My hands slide up to her big tits and I cup them teasing t...em through the thin material. She moans in my mouth and slowly moves to the bed. Once to the bed she moves behind me, I turn around and she gently pushes me on the bed. Slowly she undoes my pants and slides them down before taking them off. I can feel her hands massage my cock through my boxer shorts as I sit up to remove my shirt. After teasing. Alan was balding and had a paunch and was extremely funny, but also very good-looking. Greg and I told them our story, and they seemed genuinely interested, and I think a little turned on.The wine was flowing, and Carole admitted that they enjoyed swinging and steered the conversation to sex, while also trying to steer us to their motel room.I whispered to Greg and asked what he thought, and he said this could a once in a lifetime event.I nodded, and we agreed to join them in their room. Alan. Pure rapture.“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, her back arching. “Oh, my god, that’s so good. That’s amazing. That’s the bliss I crave. Oh, oh, I love it! Drink my juices, honey. Drink all of your mommy’s juices.”“Yes, Mommy!” the girl gasped, her pussy clenching around me. I groaned as I buried into her tight embrace.Her pussy went wild. She moaned into her mother’s twat as her cunt convulsed in climactic celebration around me. I groaned, reveling in the passion. The bliss. It swept over me. It. ”“That will be for her to say, and she will say it to all of us, when I make her face it. Think you can wait until then, “Miss Holly”, HMM?”She gave an evil little smile, and practically purred, “Yes Sir.”I wasn’t joking when I told Becky that I would make her pay dearly, and so another one of those floating ideas had suddenly become much more clearer. I looked down at Holly and asked her if she could get a few copies of a legal document for me, all blank of course.She said, “Yes Sir, there are.