#8112 - Finally the day had arrived, the morning of Memorial Monday I woke up to yet another of Stacey's famous tongue whippings to my clit and pussy lips when she noticed I was awake and enjoying her, Good morning spit-roast she gave me her new morning greeting, OH YEAH!! I screamed as I had a powerful orgasm thinking that in just a few hours I would be riding a spit and enjoying the pain of it pushing my meat and organs to the side making room for its 3 inches of thick steel as it was forced through me, I don't want to wait anymore I need it now baby I said as Stacey looked up from between my legs, We have to wait Jess, Molly isn't here yet she has to be done first if you want to get a taste of Girl-Meat before you get your own pussy on the spit she replied reminding me sadly that I did want to wait just a little longer at that moment AROUND 6AM the doorbell rang. Jason is Stacey's brother a young man about 26 years old who worked for some time as a steel mill