He does have a full-time sponsor now, which is a good thing. I’m still planning on the race in Michigan in August.”“Cool. What’s the problem w...th Bill?”“A fucking blue car!” I growled.“Wow!” Dave laughed. “Seriously?”“It’s the only time in his entire career he hasn’t run a red car. Coors decided they wanted to use their ‘Light’ brand and demanded the car be painted blue. I know that he who pays the piper calls the tune, but I’d have told Coors to shove it and found a new sponsor if they didn’t. With a hard, relentless pressure, Jake's dog-tongue invaded his mistress' cunt, boring into it.Jake slowly stroked his tongue in and out of the girl's pussy, making her ass jerk on the bed in ecstatic response. Then, he licked her clit, his tongue lashing all over the girl's exposed cunt-meat."God, that feels soooo good, Jake! Eat meeee!"Her hips thrust up and back in time with her pet's tongue- flicks. Her lust-filled cries turned into moans and gurgles of pleasure as the feelings grew more. “That’s good,” he said. “You cook it more than that and it just ruins a good piece of meat. One nice thing about working on a cattle ranch is you get all the beef you can eat.” He opened a can of beans and poured them into a pan.“Beer,” he asked, reaching into the refrigerator again.“I don’t drink,” I said. “I’ll have a soda if you have one.”“I don’t drink either,” he said, pulling out two Cokes. “We keep beer in here for the extra hands when we hire them on.”We had a filling meal of steak,. We can be alone for a little while.”They slipped off to the room Frances had used, and began the exploration of their bodies once again. Some time later, the door opened and a voice said, “Hey, I thought this was not in use any more?”They roused from their intense connection and came back to awareness of the world around them. Frances mumbled, “Hi, Prudence. Reg and I were just catching up on ourselves. Did you want in?”“If you don’t mind, Frances. I was just being sociable next door, and not.