You have to know, Ed and wer not really swingers per se but rather kinky nudists that believed in profit sharing and finger poking to the nth degree. If she encouraged you to sit on the floor beside her in one of the crop circles in those large carpeted rooms, you were a fool not to take it. For her next 30 minutes of undisturbed hostess time, she would be fondeling you and visa versa and her usually engaging his massive well tanned and muscular body to a group of ladies who were acquainted with their shenanigans and beginning their teases in various ways. At this point, intercourse was played down and foreplay was jacked to new heights so to speak. It wasn't uncommon to the girls jacking in time with each other to who could pop off their mate first. There was no such thing as a vacant crotch in the first hour of the gathering. No time for foul arguments, political blab, or jealousy. People were feeling great and starting to wander to other places in the house or by the pool. Not a stitch of clothing but perhaps a towel trailing the person to the water features.