"Plus thirteen..." I stammered in response after an awkward pause.She gave me a knowing grin. "Double lucky thirteen. So, are you going to University?... Yeah, I'm a graduate student. I'm supposed to defend my dissertation today." I replied, trying to deepen my voice like some of the ancient actors I idolized."A doctor," She stated with just a mild hint of shock. "Not too many boys try for something so substantial." Yes, well... I'm not most boys." I retorted as I involuntarily gripped the case. John nestled his body into Puttana’s, thrust into her lower fold of flesh, sank inside the moistness. His length probed her depths, sliding readily, forcing the passageway into a thoroughfare, an open avenue into her belly. John pumped, and Mary came behind him and ran her hands over his naked backside, in pride and fascination as she watched him take the defenseless Slave. Her arms came around him as she pressed her nude body against his rear, sharing his muscular dominance. “Stop, stop –. We often started a fuck bareback but I would quickly withdraw and put a condom on when she was excited. I asked her if she would ride me and to my surprise she got on top of me and lowered her pussy onto my cock. The window was offset at the end of the bed and the gardener now had a good view of her ass going up and down on my cock. To my surprise she didn’t tell me to put on a condom, but whispered that I needed to tell her when I was about to cum and would need to pull out. As she rode me. I looked but I won't tell anybody," Annie said. Betty tossed down the photo of the man fucking her doggie style. "You won't tell anybody that Jack and I are swingers?" "No, I promise," she said looking at the hanging breasts under Betty's body in the photo. Betty tossed the photo of her going down on another woman. "There is only one way we can trust you." "Yes, please anything. Whatever you want." "Jack, come in here!" Becky yelled. Annie panicked and looked around to see her smiling.