She stood in front of me, then, very slowly, took hold of the plate, then angled it sharply down, letting all its content slide then fall, splattering...on the ground. I looked down at the cake and ice cream, a mess on my kitchen floor near her feet, with some ice cream staining the toes of her nylons.My eyes looked upwards and saw her eyes looking down at me with the evilest smirk I’d ever seen her pull. I hated her. If I wasn’t much of a coward, I would’ve probably lunged at her fists swinging,. I waited for 15 or so minutes and then entered to room swaying and falling down as if I was heavily drunk and started calling out my girlfriends name as if I thought she was in the bedroom waiting for me. Bhabi thought I was drunk and got me on to the bed and tried to calm me down. I saw this opportunity and I knew there was no going back now. I started feeling her body up and still calling my girlfriends name. Bhabi still under the influence that I’m drunk tried to calm me down she kept on. Thoroughly wet from the spanking, ass with a minor redness to it, I release the cuffs and help her onto the table. As I do she slides her fingers deep into her pussy, moaning a little, she quickly and without warning slaps my face and in the back swing wipes her fingers on my lips slowly. As the smell of her hot wet pussy fills my lungs and the taste on my lips as the shock of her striking me settles, I join her on the table, firmly gripping her breasts and giving each a slap and rolling her. ” I thought about it for a moment and then reached back to undo my own top. Ally stopped me, though. “Let me do it,” she said, like I was somehow going to do it wrong. She untied my top and pulled it over my head. I turned around to face her, unconsciously bringing my hands up to my armpits to cover my breasts. Ally laughed at this, and chucked my bikini top over by the garage, where it landed on top of hers. “What are you doing?” She said. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” At first, it was.