She felt that she was the right person for the job. She definitely knew about people who wore cowboy boots; from the eight year old pig-tailed goat ro...ers and their truck driving daddies, to the fat cat oil men with their bimbo trophy wives.The Chisholm Boot Company had high hopes for Rachel Fuentes. Not only did they get her fairly cheap for a marketing executive, but they figured that with her looks she would do double duty as a p. r. representative when she traveled for the company.She. I pushed myself quickly and deeply feeling myself sliding to the back of her throat. I felt her gag reflex, but she stifled it by opening even wider to accept me. I pulled my cock out slowly to the sounds of her swallowing her own juices. With it free, her tongue licked my dick slowly, root to stem, with slight kisses to dry the puddles along my shaft.Suddenly, I thought about Bob. I caught him with a smile on his face which quickly turned to a dead-pan expression as he hurried back to his. ”“Oh, I’m not complaining. Your body is amazing. I wouldn’t cover it up either,” Tess said enthusiastically.“You’re sweet. Well, there’s no one here but us. You can go naked for all I care. Whatever you do, we need to get some sunscreen on you. Hand me that bottle and jumped in.”Tess slid into the water and leaned forward against the deck, her body lying on her her arms. Kat applied sunscreen oil to Tess’s arms and shoulder before working down her back, making sure to rub under the back. I wish I could fuck you right here andnow. Your ass has never looked sexier. I don’t think Ihave ever wanted to fuck you this much, not even thefirst time.”I swished my ass around for him and then he came upbeside me and we walked past all the gaping mouths andadmiring faces to our exhibit. I sat at a small tablewith Glenn and Dale and we ate our burgers as wewatched people come in and admire our cars and bikes.As much as the cars attracted attention I stillremained an attraction.