Before we knew it, we were pulling into the Dapto Showground. The trucks with the stage equipment, the lighting and sound gear, the generator truck, a...d the accommodation trailer had arrived on site yesterday, and the base of the stage was already set up, and the riggers were working on getting the lighting scaffolding in place, plus the towers for the additional PA speakers. Fifa had mentioned that for this tour, they would be beefing up both the sound and lighting; last year the PA system. I made sure we were alone when she opened them and, as expected, she was stunned, then embarrassed and finally flattered that I would think her so attractive and desirable, something of which I reminded her often.She tried twice to have "the talk" with me but both times I was prepared and with what Monica had passed along to me they ended with her with more to think about than me. I could tell she was conflicted but weakening. Once I caught her admiring me as I took off my shirt to mow the. ” I took a deep breath. “Can I get my weekend bag from my car? I’ve got some warm clothes in there. Standing here half-dressed, I’m getting frostbite on my ass.”The mechanic put my bag in Sherry’s car, gave me a business card, and told me where he was taking my vehicle. As I watched my car being carted down the road, I thought what a piece of shit it was. See, there I go again, blaming the car instead of the real culprit: meAs Sherry and I got into her vehicle, it started snowing again. Heavy,. “Is your cock throbbing Slave?” her slow, sultry voice asked as her lips brushed against the skin of her foot. He took an intake of breath as he was transfixed on the junction of her lips and foot. Drops of pre-cum oozed from his dark purple tip as his vein-filled cock stood straight up into the air with a thick load of cum stuck in the middle of the shaft. His mistress slid her hand from her ankle to her knee and pushed her knees apart, giving her slave a perfect view of her shaved vulva..