Our holiday ball. Mother and Father have been planning it for months, and the neighborhood is all abuzz with talk. The invitations were sent a month a...go, the replies have all been received, seating charts have been made. We are expecting 160 guests; a very respectable number for a ball. Fewer than 100 and it would just be considered a dance. Fewer than 50 and it would be considered nothing more than a dinner party. But 160 is grand enough for the title of “ball,” and it is sure to be the most. I leaked the aerolas and then the nipples of both the boobs one by one. She was moaning now loudly. She told me to go in 69 position andthen we started leaking each others genitals. As soon as my tongue touched her clit, she again moaned loudly and gave a jerk. Her juices startedoozing from her pussy and she had her first orgasm.At the same time, she was giving me a nice blow job. She was a real master in blow job and I was in real seventh heaven. I leaked her pussy dry andthen told her to go. I realized I needed to tell them something, since Diane would eventually emerge.“Tim pulled a fast one and swapped places with Diane so he could be with Sarah for a few minutes. It got messed up though so we have to wait until tomorrow to swap them back. You know how they monitor the staircases.”The four of them broke into an intense discussion which was luckily relatively low volume. John straightened up and said, “I’m going to call Tim and see what they’re up to,” before heading back to his. Even if something happened to Griff and Rourke, they had mates that would be happy to make Jeffers pay the price of betrayalJeffers had barely gone a dozen feet when the thunderclap of a gunshot broke the still of the night. The echoing boom instantly awoke the other half dozen or so crewman who had been sleeping, each of them reaching for weapons that were never far from their grasp.Griff just had time to look down at the tattered remains of what once had been a fine shirt taken on a previous.