Sweat was glistening on his body, and hers as well. There was a new instrument playing its part in the symphony of their sexual congress—a cracking,...splintering sound, like wood giving way under repeated, powerful hammer blows. But if either Ian or Jess recognized what that sound meant, they gave no sign; they were both too lost in each other to think about such things.Before too long, though, matters came to a head: with a splintering crunch, the bed collapsed, its frame shattered by Jess and. She moaned as my right hand kneaded her boob while gently pulling on the nipple ring.She was aroused and tried to bring her lips close to mine looking for a kiss. I then spat on her face. My spit landed on her upper lip and her nose. She looked shocked, I spat again. This time the spit landing inside her mouth as she was opening her mouth to say something.“Lick and swallow my spit, you whore wife. Look at you bitch, you are getting wet and want to get fucked out here in the open,” I said. I. .after 10mins they left to enjoy party...Where Mistress Brenda drink and danced with others..where Bobby is nt aged enough to get a drink... bt they two where still in the role..she made him do other thing in front of the other..like kissing the floor where Brenda stand etc...At 2am the results came....and it was none other than Brenda and Bobby..And they realy made...Brenda took bobby in her hands then they hugged each other.While Ely staring at Brenda she collected the trophy and the prize. "Well, I was thinking that maybe we could get some vodka, because I know it's your favorite Tara," Chelle said with a wink, "and maybe have a little house party. We could either invite people or just the three of us. And, maybe we could order out some Chinese? What do you guys think?" I think it sounds great! But, let's just make it the three of us for tonight. I'm not really in the mood to be around a bunch of people tonight," Kara said."Sounds good to me. I'll get the vodka if you guys want.