Normally no nudity and sex were allowed in the ballroom, but this was a private affair with less than a hundred members and people were losing their c...othes at a dizzying rate and all kinds of kinky goings-on were beginning to take place. I spotted the couple that I’d had fun with last time and turned away, blushing feverishly as I remembered how they used me as a cheap clean up slave, fucking right in front of my face. Once the husband had finished filling up his wife with cum, he had pushed. I wanted him. I needed him. He pushed back to meet me, lining himself up with my dripping wet pussy. Slowly pushing forward he started to fill me. It was a tight squeeze. I didn’t know if I was going to be able to fit all of him in me. Slowly he just kept pushing forward, until he was seated all the way inside. I was filled up tight, my body trying to adjust and make room for him. He paused, letting me take a minute to get used to him before slowly pulling out and driving back into me. I felt. I broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. “Can I try that on you?” I asked like an inquisitive beginner. Holly, nodded and laid on her back. I moved on top and started by kissing her breasts as she did mine.Holly squealed when I took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked it like a greedy c***d as I massaged her other breast. Then I switched. After several moments, I moved down her body. I tried to mimic her movements from earlier and was rewarded by her spreading her legs for me. I tried to kiss. "Susan says they talked about his history. About how he's dated, before he got married, and since the divorce, and she's told him her stories, too, and I think he's a whole lot more experienced than Susan." I'd imagine so, I said. "That ten years, a marriage." She says he's funny and smart." Darned smart. He's a hotshot technician. And you know how he handles conversation," I said."Yeah, I know that, but he's also a gentleman. Susan's told me stories about her dates with guys in our age group,.