”“Didn’t know she had a son.”Steele whipped the knife at Bufford’s head. It quivered in the floor three inches from his nose. Bufford jerked...his head back.“What the fuck!” Bufford said.Steele leaned forward and pulled the knife out of the floor. He sat back down.“Molly’s son,” Steele said, “where is he?”“What’s that got to do with you?”“That’s my business.”“I have no idea. How the hell would I know?”Steele threw the knife again. It stuck into the floor an inch from Bufford’s eyes. Bufford. There were just too many straps in places I couldn’t reach.Liz had grown adept in removing it and getting me back into it. It took her less than a minute. She gave me a soft kiss on the cheek and then left the room – much to the amusement of the duo left behind.I put my left hand on the edge of the table and started to dangle my right. The shirt was too tight to give me full rotation and I grumbled.“Is it painful?” Adele asked. I looked up at her and shook my head.“I just can’t do it in this. Jim told me at that point he could have cared less about the $500, he just wanted to fuck my wife.At one point Amy turned her back to him and danced rather provocatively swinging her butt back and forth. Jim responded by doing the same and reaching out to keep them in synch. He took one hand and placed it on her outer thigh and leg and began to massage her legs and but as she swayed to the beat of the loud music. The other hand he placed on her stomach pulling her closer allowing her butt to. They were half naked and were obviously fucking each other before we rudely interrupted. Both of them had their shorts off but still had their shirts on. They didn’t seem to try to hide their private parts as we approached them. The guy still had a very hard cock and you could see her pussy juices reflecting off it in the moonlight. We also noticed that they were very young, I would have guessed teenagers. We asked them how old they were and they said they were both 21 years old, I never did.