Karl took his hand and slide it down to Dylan's ass and was playing with his hole, slipping in one finger. "Oh god." "You like that..." Karl whispere... in Dylan's pierced ear. "Yeah...go deeper." Karl gradually entered his hole and made sure that he was not hurting him. Next, was two fingers and Dylan was loving the pressure of Karl's fingers entering in and out, wiggling his fingers when inside of his shaved hole. There breathing was at same harmony, as if they were creating beautiful music. Part 4 was our Sunday's hot fun with 3 black US service men. Part 5, which you are about to read, was our first visit to a swinger’s club on Monday evening. This has been co-written by Angel and myself.I think it was mid-afternoon when Gary, the contact Angel had previously made through her ad on the swinger’s website, finally got back to us. He gave us the name of the club "Le Grand Bleu", which was in a city/suburb just south of Tokyo, and some brief instructions on how to get there.Both. I accepted my teacher’s offer, acting like a child.Her house was beautiful. I followed her straight to the guest room. She gave me a towel.Me: Thanks, ma’am.Her: I will make a coffee, wait here.ME: Okay ma’am, thanks.She came in the room after half an hour with a coffee in her hands, wearing a cute soft nighty.Me: I thought you went to sleep.Her: Yeah! I went to change, it was really cold.Me: Oh. I think the rain is not going to stop at all.Her: It seems to be a heavy night. You can stay here. Here’s where it gets weird...or maybe I should say weirder. Last year, I decided that it was the tea that was making me fall asleep so although I promised faithfully to drink it while it was still hot, I sipped a little of it before she left and then poured the rest of it down the drain. About an hour later, I heard someone coming in the back door. I knew it was Díonó because I could hear her voice and her mother’s and several other much higher-pitched voices.I decided the best thing to do was.
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