"we're going to a swingers club"Silence, not a single word passes, until the expected."I don't do swinging, if I've told you once I've told you a mill...on times I woudn't ever consider that. So why the fuck do you think I'd go there?"Taking a deep breath I try to explain what I've gotten planned. "We're not going to swing. I phoned the girl who runs the club and she said we're more than welcome to come along and just mingle and that if we want to just be watched together that's ok too, as they. Mike pumped his cock into me, gliding it in, out, in, out, using the sweet, torturous cadence that we’d both come to need. I came twice, two jolting orgasms that pounded throughout my pussy and the rest of my body like tower- ing tidal waves. Before Mike came, I told him to let me get on top; we switched positions and I leaped up and down on his shaft as if it were a lusty pogo stick. He held my hands, then my breasts, and, feeling the long- delayed climax swooping over him, my waist. I. I have a large cock about 9 inches whenhard and amazingly 7 when soft so even when soft itlooks big. She tugged it out and roughly yanked myboxers and jeans down to my knees.“Shit Jim, look at this,” she said leaning away so hecould see it. He grinned and said, “That’s why I pickedhim, you wanted more cock.” She wrapped her fingers around it and started tuggingon it; I could feel it grow in her podgy hand as shestared up at me. “MMmmm, that’s it! Christ. He pulled out and said that he wouldn’t do that again. I resumed sucking him. As I sucked I could feel his head growing and I knew what this meant and I stopped sucking. He immediately commanded me to not stop. I hesitated and he again told me to suck it in a very forceful voice. I took it back in and started bobbing my head. He began telling me that I needed to take his cum in my mouth. I said no but he told me that is how he liked it and that is how I was going to do it. He was not asking but.