NEIGHBORHOOD SWING(GROUP SEX 1)

“That was a lovely dinner,” said Mark in acknowledgment of the roasted lamb chops which were still making their way down his digestive tract. “And I’ll tell you what’s better, this fucking cheesecake.

He acknowledged the dessert laid out on the table in front of him which he chopped up in large chunks with his cutlery and shoving in his mouth with gusto, spoon after spoon, not caring much for the unchewed portion in his mouth before he introduced another spoonful.

The entire table roared to life with laughter at his sheer gumption to clear out his plate first like he was at a county fair, trying to win some stuffed animal which was determined by how many cookies and pancakes you could stuff in your face in under a minute.

“Oh God, slow down honey, you’re going to make our generous neighbors think I don’t feed you enough or at all,” said Rita to her husband.

She was slightly gobsmacked he wasn’t trying to hide his ravaging appetite tonight. The occupants at the table roared to life aga