I suddenly wanted to give my wife a better, deeper screwing. I held her hips to me and rolled her to my side. Without taking my cock from her, I straddled her left leg, placing her right over my shoulder. In this position, my favorite, I get the deepest penetration, plus the sensation of my balls sliding across her smooth thigh. Anne was on her side facing Kent and Janet. They followed suit, with Kent now straddling his wife's shapely right leg, her beautiful melons jiggling inches from my wife's equally lovely tits. We mirrored each other, both couples making love in tandem. I noticed Janet's gaze locked where my cock slid in and out of my wife's bald pussy. Then Jan made inquisitive eye contact with me, then Anne, then with her husband. I had a guess what she was thinking, and looked to Anne, who nodded her assent. I pulled out of my wife and swung my left leg back and away. Holding her right leg up by way of invitation, I motioned with my head for Kent to cut in. He slowed to a stop and dismounted his wife. Kent accepted Anne's ankle from my grasp and straddled her leg. My wife reached for his cock and guided him in. He was already thrusting vigorously into her when I approached Janet, who held her arms out to me. She cocked her leg back, allowing me access to her pretty pussy. Her sparse pubic hair was wet, plastered to her mound. I lay my glistening erection on her wet thigh and slid towards her pink folds. Her warm wetness enveloped my cock. I pushed deeper until out pelvises met, then I started thrusting slowly.He breathed in again, and again. His mind was sinking into cushioned bliss. It was so hot here. So comfortable. His brain was all fuzzy now. What had he been worrying about? It had been important. He... he needed to escape.We left the dance floor and headed to our room. Chris had reserved the room for Friday and Saturday night. My mind raced a million miles an hour with anticipation of what would happen later that night. Both couples made-out like teenagers in the elevator and neither of us could keep our hands off the other the entire trip to the room. Chris opened to door to our suite and he booked a deluxe suite with one very large bedroom with a large king-sized bed in the middle and there were two smaller rooms each having queen-sized beds. Melissa and Lynn said they decided to get this room because they figured at first we would want to all be in the same room and the other smaller rooms were there in case we decided to be alone as either husband and wife or a swap couple. That was the initial agreement between the four of us, we agreed that the initial swap would be a same room swap and the smaller rooms were afforded if a couple wanted privacy. In the living room area, which connected to the main bedroom there was a couch and a love seat as well as a coffee table. The ladies directed us guys to get comfortable on the couch or love seat while they went off to get dressed for the night.Before I could react to what was happening, Cassidy had thrown a shoulder into my door and was slipping into my room. "You can't check e-mail on your phone? What are you up to?" she demanded as she confidently bulled her way into my room. The last syllable of her encouragement was cut off with a muffling sound. If I had to bet on the cause, I'd have wagered that one of the two guys in there had shoved his dick in her mouth. Both seemed amused, their laughter ringing loudly through the doorway.Still, that was all we did. Three or four times a week, I would eat her out and make her cum. Once or twice a week Cassidy would blow me. She started getting comfortable wearing just a loose shirt and bottoms around the apartment, or sometimes just the shirt. And she was so sexy she still turned me on like crazy every day. But after four or five weeks of helping each other cum, it almost got routine.And Ia's eyes flew open as she screamed. She screamed into the kiss, hearing Elly's giggles, giggling uncontrollably herself as the paintbrush teased and tormented her sex, exquisite and unstoppable, unending. She writhed in her bonds, trembled in Elly's grasp, shuddered and laughed as the tickling teased her most sensitive area without mercy."It doesn't look like it's going to get disproved," I responded, now getting a little irritated that Cassidy was so obstinate about this news story.

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