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Swinger's Haven

... me go, John. I'm okay, I'll show him." John let go and Jean sighed. I told her to step up on the table in front of the mirror. When she did, I reached up and stroked the nylon-covered mound between her legs. Her pussy was right at eye level. I pulled at the leotard and peeled it away. What a sight! Just as I had imagined, the hair on her cunt was sparse and her cleft was clearly visible. I asked her to get down and have a seat. I sat across from her and complimented her on having such a fine body. Then I told her to spread her legs. She gave me a sober look and separated her legs a little. I said, "Wide open," and she really opened wide. I walked over and guided the head of my penis to her crack and slid it over her clit. Her body twitched. I did it again and again, her head jerking forward and letting out a little gasp each time my prick slipped over her trigger. I put my hands on her waist and stood her up and embraced her as we kissed. She was practically panting as I laid her on the bed and spread her legs for a thorough tongue-lashing on her puss. I looked at John, whose cock was straining at its limits again, and he nodded his approval as I began long, slow licks from her anus to the top of her cunt lips. We went on with slow and deliberate lovemaking, stopping to recover and relax just enough to keep us all hot without boiling over. I didn't allow myself to penetrate Jean for about an hour and when I started to slide my shaft inside I couldn't tell how tight her cunt ...

... really was: she was so very, very juicy. She stopped me after about six inches were in and reached down to check how much more of me was still outside. She said, "I think it's okay - go ahead," and I slid the rest in. After I've worked my dick in and out of a pussy for a while, my cock gets used to the friction and I can last for a long time. In fact, it's sometimes hard to come when I finally want to. I poked Jean for fifteen minutes and, as the time went by, she and John were amazed. Jean climbed off me, and I rolled over, With my penis still pointing absolutely straight up to the ceiling, a good eight inches long. She toweled me dry and went down on me in an attempt to finish me off. She had to nibble along the side of my dick to get at all of it, then she took little bites on the head. Nothing was working, so I suggested we just wait a while and try again later. After a few minutes my erection slumped, but boy, did my balls ache. Then Jean had an idea. She got dressed, holding up her leotard, and dashed out of the room saying she'd be right back. Sure enough, in about ten minutes she walked in with another couple in tow. I had a towel across my lap, but John was nude and stroking his dick as they came in. Sue and Jim had been in the lounge when Jean approached them. She told them that she had a great deal for them upstairs in one of the hotel rooms and filled them in on the elevator. Jim immediately reached for Jean, and she couldn't get undressed fast enough. Sue walked ...