"Excuse me, can you tell me where I am," she asked, when she got close?The woman turned quickly, an older woman in her sixties, holding the broom and ...eating the rug. There was a look of surprise on her face and her jaw fell open, but the girl was equally surprised at the look of the old woman. Her skin wasn't pale and pink, but instead the old woman was blue. It wasn't a deep, bright blue like in the movies, but a pale turquoise blush as if someone had airbrushed pale paint onto her. I told her just let things progress naturally and they would happen. I asked her what else went on at these meets away from home. I asked if any of the girls got together. She told me that she knew that two of them had. And she told me their names. I asked if she had done anything with another girl. She blushed and said that she and Susan had practiced kissing with each other. I said that kissing was normal most girls do it when they are young. What else I said. Her face turned very red. I. Fucking her would no longer be a crime…as long as she was willing that is. Raping a sixteen-year-old is still rape.I had heard about a “Teenage Daughter Swapping Club” but you needed a daughter that was naturally born to you and not adopted, she had to be at least sixteen, and she could not have reached her twentieth birthday yet…hence the “Teenage Daughter Swapping Club.”I had explained the club to my wife and she said that I could join it, as long as Vivian was all for it. Yes, she is a very. My climax triggered hers. Then I found myself relaxing, totally relaxing. She moved flat on me and we seemed to melt together. I could feel loving energy still flowing through me but now is seemed to be more gentle, a call to compassion. That slowly tapered off. I had lost my erection and was slowly slipping out of her. Nonetheless the feeling of oneness was still overpowering. We stayed like this for a while, probably ten or fifteen minutes. Then she rolled off of me. We were side by sIde,.