.. there's used case in France but it IS used and will need to be machined. There's no time." Pack it in, David." I knew she was disappointed.I made a...call home. "Is Dal's old 544 still running?" I asked Rikki. I could hear the baby in the background."Send it to France," I said. "Arras ... we'll run the Classic." Wendy? Would racing through the Pas de Calais and the Somme Valley work?" What would we drive?" Dal's old 544." It's at home." Rikki is shipping it to us," I said, "We have to pick it. They’d finally allowed him to unload, and if they chose to bathe in their victory, then good for them. Natalie had granted him as much, the afternoon when she made the cheerleader take him full-force after a day’s worth of torture. No, these bitches had shown him who was boss and he was still too wrung out to be mad. As much of his jism had showered back down onto hischest and stomach and was pooling around his groin, so that he lay stewing in his own mess.“Time for the girls to go clean up,”. Mandy's thick brown eyebrows rose another notch when she saw the freshred marks and purple bruises on my swollen bottom cheeks, but her onlycomment was; "Your Candy must have been a very disobedient little girltoday, from the looks of that sore botty." She grabbed me around thewaist and turned me to face her, and I tried to keep my palms over mythickening penis. The huge woman smacked my hands out of the way andchortled contemptuously at the ready evidence of my arousal. "It lookslike our. Trish slips her pinky out and slides her forefinger in Vix tight pucker as her tongue washes and flicks up and down along Vix throbbing clit. "Mmmmmmmmmm," Vix lets out a satisfied moan, "I feel all flushed" Good," Says Trish, smiling.Vix looks up, lying in a pool of her own juice, breathing hard, and smiles back at Trish.Trish starts softly kissing her lips and labia as she glides her fingers out and licks them clean."Can I lick them too?" asks Vix."Of course," Trish says softly as she offers.