Now that everyone had introduced themselves, it was time to get down to business.

George produced a bottle of scotch from the bag he had with him for anyone that needed some courage to get into the mood. Roy gratefully took him up on the offer.

Downing a shot of that, he watched as the rest of them, already experienced with swinging get down to business right in front of him.

He watched as George helped Mara take her shirt off, pulling it over her head, he began fondling her bosom as she reached down to stroke his bulge through his pants.

Michelle on the other hand, let Jerome slowly strip in front of her, until he stood there naked in the moonlight. Apart from being blessed with a chiseled face and a muscular, toned body, Jerome's rod was indeed incredibly long and flaccid. Michelle tied her long blond hair into a pony tail behind her, knelt down and began stroking his rod, feeling it grow harder and longer in her hold. Jerome wasn't lying, Roy thought enviously as Michelle took as much of Jerome's member into her mouth as deeply as she possibly could.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Amanda strip and joined in the fun with Mara, sucking on her peaks while Mara reached around and returned the favor.

Dayum, Roy thought, this scene that unfolded before his very eyes seemed extremely arousing and unbelievable. But it was indeed happening, and what was most exciting was that he could join in too. Watching the mass of writhing, moaning bodies in front of him, Roy felt himself getting harder by the second.