Nor wouldhe even were she to remove the gag. But calling himslave, he thought, was going too far. Although, she wasclearly treating him like one and p...rhaps it was lessderogatory than ‘Wanker’.He glanced to his left as Karin dismounted, to see herstepping into a pair of ‘dildo pants’. The sight of herin black boots, stockings, basque and now sporting asix inch powerful erection was both worrying anderotic. Still gagged he could not object as shelubricated the external. "Hey, I'm in here," he called out."I know," the attendant said as he stepped through the door. It creakedshut. "I've been waiting for an opportunity like this." What are you talking about?" Peter asked. He turned slightly so hisback was to the intruder and looked slightly over his shoulder as hecontinued his business."I've been watching you for months now. I want you to show me whatpanties you're wearing tonight." I don't know what you're talking about." Oh, I think you do. All you sissy. He had met with several other couples and the verifications on his profile sang his praises. He was fit and in shape and had a decent sized cock. Sophie soon decided he was the perfect person to help ease us into the swinging scene. After a few failed attempts to meet we all finally decided to meet on my birthday.Sophie took me to may favourite restaurant and treated me to a beautiful meal and cocktails. It was then she told me she had a second birthday treat. She informed me of her plan to. Tom leaves my breast and I feel him grasp his shaft and start to rub it against my slit. Our juices combine to lubricate it nicely and he slips it in between the folds, I feel myself spreading open. He is careful to keep backing out and inserting slowly till he is buried all the way. He grabs my hip and starts to thrust into me. He isn’t rushed, its just gentle lovemaking. I can feel his breath on my cheek as he whispers in my ear his love. He asks me for mine and I give it to him. The chill.