It's always intense. I'll give you an example of one such incredibly unusual fuck. Ash and I were at a very big club one Saturday night. It wasn't our usual club. It wasn't as intimate as we like but it was pretty big, outrageous and at the time close to 200 people attending. It was situated in a safe country setting off a main road with the road frontage being all trees and a winding driveway that led to a large clearing that could handle a couple hundred cars. From the road you had no idea what was going on. Once in there, the parking attendants directed where to park indian your car and it was then a short walk to the Clubhouse main building. This building played the role of the social mixer. It had a large dance floor, nice DJ, a bar and buffet, several pool tables and dart boards, and dozens of tables for you both to sit down and meet people. Yup. Just like being at a normal club. Except... Outside there were at least a half dozen out buildings and several hot tubs where most of the action happened. One of those was a big circular style group room with screens as it's walls. That was the voyeur room and usually had singles and couples gathered outside watching those inside putting on a show. It was always intense and sometimes kinda funny in sexy sorta way. For all the singles... Worth the price of admission. There were also several small private one room type buildings where couples could play out of view but our favorite was a bigger "couples only" building that had one large dimly lit room with the floor literally covered in mattresses and the perimeter lined with chairs. On a busy night there might be 30-40 people rolling around and playing together and more on the sidelines watching. Everyone affectionately called it the "puppy pile." It was actually much more inviting than I think I'm capable of describing. I'll say this. Ash liked it. Women liked it as the room felt comfortable, safe and hilariously fun just lying together with that many similarly sexy couples. Before you were done, you probably had lost count on how many women you had fucked, had no idea what their names were, or sometimes what they even looked like. I've been there when one of them had climbed on my face nearly suffocating me with her pussy and felt more than one other climb on top of my dick and "rape" me. It was usually pretty outrageous. And get this... “No you damn well won’t, they’ll have you hung as a poofter,” King Harald insisted, “No on her wedding eve you will conjoin with Ekaterina and if she is not pure you shall send her to the brothel!” “Third time’s a charm”. And the up the ass intimacies that she demanded of him now, except for the days just before and after her monthlies were indian a lot of fun, too. It was empty; her pussy was safe for now. She called her and said she will be ready Master. “ Justice?! She’s on your mirror.” Her clitoris pulsed with pleasure, figuratively and literally. She sat with her mouth open. “Of course not!” I giggled, then reached to the bench beside me, and produced a barb. Marsha made plans to meet Eli and Ellen there next weekend. We kissed everyone good-bye even though we knew we were too early for the license bureau. And they remained my lovers, too. Cassy knew her stepfather was a good-looking man. With his black crew cut hair, blue eyes, broad shoulders, and fit body. Then he looked closer, he could swear there was mental energy mixed in with the regular shield energy. I’m already late.” What the FUCK is going on over there?” Lori interjects. Still bawling Ursula ran from the room, her Mother’s venomous tongue even more scorching than her paddle. It just makes sense that that’s what she’s upset about.” Greta pushed him back now. We heard the guy moan as I was sucking it and knew he was close so she pulled me off it and now it was between both our lips and mouth. I had to buy new jeans. Trevor and Steve giggled as the big football jock blushed. It sounded like she was moaning “no…no!” but it was hard to tell. “Unlike my brothers and sisters, I don’t take pleasure in others suffering. "Sue wouldn't talk." I chose to believe that it was some sort of enthusiastic compliment about the savory taste of fresh horse flesh. I could feel every vein of her cock with my tongue as I press it against the bottom of her cock when she forces me down.