Paul and Abby seemed to have a lot in common with us – she loved wearing leather and the attention it got her and both she and Paul were incredibly ...ttractive professionals in their late thirties. When Jill and I agreed to do a swap or group thing we couldn’t have found a better couple that them – or so we thought at the time – but we were both incredibly attracted to them. I picked out Jill’s outfit that night, a very tight black leather mini dress and her black platform 6” thigh high boots.. She was getting excited by this.“Does it make you jealous?” she prodded. “All these men staring at me?”“Nah, I'm not a jealous guy.” I answered, perhaps a bit too matter of fact. I think maybe she'd wanted me to say yes. “I mean,” I continued, “you're hot as hell, of course people are gonna look. But, the way I figure, you're with me, not them. They're the ones who should be jealous.”“Good answer.” She said with a smirk, leaning across the table to snatch a french fry from my plate. Her shirt. From time to time we were interrupted by people seeking orders or bringing food and wine. Occasionally she reached over and squeezed my hand. I felt lifted after I'd unburdened myself to her. After we ordered the sweets I looked up to find her staring at me quite intently. I asked what was wrong. She countered with a question"How old are you Harry, forty four, forty five?" Thirty Nine" I said indignantly."I'll bet you have had that hair style since school and those glasses just have to go. You. She got on top and started grinding my dick. I played with her nipples sucking and pinching them with my teeth. She took her thong off and lead my long cock to her pussy. Ohhhh yea your so big she moan. She got her balance and started ridding my dick. Katie finished undressing and was rubbing her juice wet pussy. I told her to come over here. She crawled up on the bed and put her pussy right in my face. I let my tongue do all the work with her clit. I inserted a finger in her pussy and she.