No piece was larger than an index card. Every picture and painting on the walls had been smashed. The frames were reduced to warped shapes of metal ...hat looked as though they'd been exposed to tremendous heat. The pictures and photos in the frames, as well as every other paper item, had been shredded into confetti that wasn't any bigger than a postage stamp, and occupied a large pile in the center of the carpet. The computer and all its hardware and peripherals had been systematically. Bob knew Carla was easily taken advantage of when she was drunk, but this made his cock hard knowing that people would plie her with booze so they could fuck her.Bob reached over and slipped her firm breasts from her top, looking at the red marks around her nipples confirming the two young black studs from work had been sucking and nibbling on his wife's large full white breasts. He then reached down and lifted her wrap around skirt to show her stockings and oops no knickers, those horny little. He was still tall and skinny but was putting on some nice lean muscle mass. I could easily see his arms pop with veins and two defined lumps of hot teenage muscle before me."Feel how hard they're getting."I noticed how cocky he'd become and decided to kind of knock him down a notch by just squeezing the hell out of his arms. (You know, typical uncle stuff). That plan backfired. I reached up and put forth a good almost-everything-I-got squeeze and I could barely dent the skin. My dick became. A small moan came fromthe cow. With a steady rhythm, Kiki began to plumb her. With all the attentionearlier, it did not take long for him to feel like cumming. He thrusts becamefaster, then faster and more violent. Cries came from Elena; Kiki then grabbedher hair with both hands and pull her in as he thrusts. Elena cries turned intoscreams. It was a huge turn-on. Kiki pull harder, faster? then he felt thepressure. He was going to cum. He resisted, pulling and thrusting in frenzy.Elena?s screams.