However, Webb had been a regular at Rick's for maybe twenty years, and he and Mike had agreed to split up the territory. They often compared notes aft...rward.Actually, Mike didn't mind getting the second choice. Every now and then, he and Webb switched for a few days, and Mike had the opinion that all the guys at Rick's talked about was hunting, golf and football. Mike didn't have any interest in hunting, was a lousy golfer, and got enough football in the fall to suit him. Talking football in. " As he rubbed on her neck gently with his big strong hand she let out a small but audible moan. John knew she was enjoying it and he got a bit braver and pulled himself closer to her and allowed his hand to slide down the back of her top as his face was rite neck to her cheek. She turned quickly when she felt his hand going down her top. And his face so close to hers that her hips met his and for a second it was awkward until it turned into a deep passionate kiss whit there lips locked. I-67 is along one side of the property; it's on one of those stub ends, so there's just no one who lives close by. Woodward said that was part of why he bought the place. So, anyway, Lynnette was trying to get the township to pass an ordinance that bans people owning or shooting off cannons. The township attorney said the township might want to be real careful about that since it gets into second amendment country." The right to carry arms is one thing," Weber shook his head again. "Towing them. .. It feels so damn good. Don't stop tongue fucking me. I love your lips. They are so soft. Fuck. Damn. Ah yes.. that's my spot. That's my spot honey."Diane squirted a hot stream of juices that splashed over my face as she thrust her hips and humped my face and tongue in an uncontrollable display of lust. She could've cared less whom else might have walked by on the boardwalk. Her body needed this. She needed to know how it felt to be a woman of desire so she groaned into the brisk night's air.