A 650 hp Audi S1 Sport Quattro E2. A friend of mine owns it." Call him," Wendy said. She had fire in her eyes ... yup ... WE were going historic."Call...hell," He raised his voice, "Captain ... still wanna sell your rally?" Chief!"From behind an office door, "What?'"I'm taking off," the captain shouted. "I got a fish for my car."So ... we went and looked. It gleamed. He started his spiel."Carbon Kevlar one piece shell with FIA cage, rear fire wall, sport Quattro bonnet and high level boot. Troy pulled his cock back a little and rammed forward, Gloria screamed again and half way through her blood curdling scream Gloria suddenly went limp. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she started to gasp for air, Troy held her hips up and kept slamming into her butt. Gloria was not with us as Troy worked her butt hole, I looked at Troy and said 'she's out man, let her rest, let her rest'. Troy grinned and said 'when I bust my nutt the bitch can rest all she wants'. Gloria was moaning. "I want to feel your heat."Sans the ice, she gripped my cock between finger and thumb and aimed it at her approaching mouth. As she bowed forward, her lips parted, as if to swallow me. But she stopped shy of making contact.Instead, she let a frothy moutful of spit spill over her lower lip and down my shaft, spreading it evenly with her fingers. She repeated this twice (with diminishing quantities of saliva).Then she rose, treating me to a magnificent full-frontal view, from her sweat-matted. “Please, Lord, let me bear your children!” she exclaimed, staggering towards the coffee maker.Jack laughed some more. Dakota took her coffee back to the foyer and yelled up the stairs that breakfast was cooking. Within the next five minutes, the other three had stumbled into the kitchen.Sharley said, “Lord, this was our work. You should have told us to do this! I am so sorry!”“Don’t worry, it was no big deal,” he replied.“No, Lord, I let you down.”Jack smiled and leaned down to whisper in her.