Cathy checked her watch and before I could compose my thoughts she shot out of bed, totally naked, grabbed my oversized T shirt and ran to answer the ...oor. I yelled out, “Cathy wait!” She simply ignored me running her hands through her hair and I heard the front door latches clicking. I froze solid with fear! What if this was Mother doing a preliminary ‘recee’? We would be caught red-handed. Not even an excuse for a bed was evident in the lounge. How could we have been so careless? Cathy was. As we got older we cut back on the swinging till we just did not do it any more. So now I have been working this deal out with Jerry and Terri to do a little swapping, they finally agreed when I offered a couple of hundred dollars. So they came over the following Friday and Connie was very excited as she was looking forward to young cock and young jizz. She could not wait to watch me sink my nine incher into some fresh young pussy either. We made some drinks and got started. Connie sat. She couldn’t remember anything anymore. The box seemed to glow, it was so full of glittering dust, and she just stared at it, feeling so good all over for some reason, but every time she thought about it, she couldn’t remember, and she wondered exactly what ‘remembering’ was because she seemed to be trying to do it so often and failing, and then she couldn’t remember remembering and then she wondered what she was thinking of and suddenly she realized that she couldn’t think at all about. After my experience with the men the previous day, I knew what they expected me to do.I pulled off my tank top and laid back on the bed, with my head on a pillow. Sergey and Bacchus moved in on either side of me and unceremoniously leaned over to suck my breasts, with my arms at my sides, as they fondled and massaged my tits with their hands. They were sucking me harder than before, and a combination of that and the realization that I was lying on a bed with two horny Armenian men was sending.