Well we waited till 1 and then when decen folks left and indecent folks got drunk and got their fucks we slipped off and we walked across to the guest...ouse. She opened her room and just dropped her sari off. I just untied her petticoat and started unhooking her blouse. she made short order of my shirt and pants and while I removed my shoes, she kept her stilleto-sandals on.She was wearing thongs and I thot deja vu almost every new gen gals seem to prefer thongs. and her boobs were 36D. She just. The story was well received but the feedback taught me of the existence of the ‘one-way’ swinging or ‘wife sharing’ world which I suppose I had suspected existed but had never explored. My next story went into this much more deliberately and deeply. Feedback for this second story was much more revealing and brought me into contact with a handful of trolls, a good few outright liars but also several real life cuckolds with whom I began to correspond regularly.Richard was the most influential – I. . sexy!The "session" is set to run for an hour, but I cannot see the clock, and Idon't know for sure how long I have left to suffer, and whether mystrength will last for that time...The rope is tight around my neck, my legs are burning and often refuse topush my body weight up for another gasp of air, my ass is stretched to theabsolute limit - it's the culmination, and he moves in closer to observeit - this is what he and the invisible online audience have been waitingfor for almost an hour.. “Candy, let me explain. I have this best friend, Mary. We’ve been best friends since we were like 11! Anyway, Mary and I spend a lot of time at sleep-over’s – either at her house, or at mine. When we sleep together, we like to touch each other . . we cuddle . . . and I’ll touch her boobs, or she will play with mine. I am sure that when we were cuddled together on the air mattress last night, in my mind I assumed you were Mary, while I was asleep” Kayla finished, not sure if she should have.