ACDC-183 Swinger’s Paradise
Swinger’s Paradise
Bisexuals
ACDC-183
Anonymous
$3.95
Excerpt
“Maybe you should recruit Kincaid as your student—a playmate for your little games.”
“Think he’d blow me?” Lazenby japed. “I mean—he claims to be an actor, doesn’t he.”
“This is where I come in,” a trim thin voice echoed through the foyer. “Hope I’m not interrupting anything. Acting lessons, no doubt,” the glad-faced lad said as he entered the space, casting his head about, taking in Lazenby’s nudity obliviously and heading toward the opened bottle on the low table nearby the lounge chair upon which the clothed Savannah lay.
“Have a drink, Kincaid dear,” Savannah slid from between imparted lips—a bit startled at her own inner calm. “Please allow me to introduce to you Master Lazenby, my performance coach.”
She would play along with it on a whim. String it out—string both men along.
But she wouldn’t do anything.
“We’ve met before, haven’t we, Lazenby?” Kincaid said extending a hand warmly and glancing straightforwardly at the thumping pumping stand of erection now withering in the nest of Lazenby’s nougat. “Seen each other—at parties and such.”
“We’ll all drink to it then,” Lazenby said easily. “Good enough excuse as any, I say—a reunion of cocktail party friends.”
“I’ll drink it,” Kincaid lifted the bottle to his face, “straight from the bottle—okay?”
“Suck it from the spigot,” Savannah giggled gibberingly. “That’s what this depraved would-be debaucher wanted to do to me—wanted me to do.”
“You don’t say.” The liquor laced Kincaid’s chin as his grin warped. “You didn’t give in, did you, Savannah? And I trust you don’t intend to.”
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