Rodney poured salt on his forearm he held the lemon slice in between his teeth. He beckoned me to lick the salt off of his arm which I did. He held me...by the chin and pulled my face close to the bottle. "Open wide" he commanded. I opened my mouth he pulled my head back Rodney poured Tequila into my mouth. He gave me more than just a shot glass worth of the burning hot liquid as it spread down my throat like wildfire, some of it falling out of my mouth and dripping down my chin and chest like. No he wasn't anywhere near ready to settle down and do the married man thing. Hell, Sheila was screwing his brains out every time he was home and there were a bunch of one (two?) night stands while was on the road."What man in his right mind would want to get married and pass that up?" he said.Twice a year it was my job to ride along with all the salesman under my supervision. Larry was one of those. I timed my trips to meet him at his home and then stay a couple of days in his town before. Then again my boy was back to his position and was touching her ass hole then i made her legs spread n inserted my dick into her pussy i fucked her in that position for about 10 mins then she asked we will change the position then i stood up and lifted her in my hands n she locked her hands around my neck and her legs around my waist then i positioned myself such that my dick was touching her pussy i was teasing her and giving smooch she gave me a love bite on my lips n asked me to start. At the debriefing in the Officers' Club, the American instructors were in awe. He had been routinely doing things that were supposed to be impossible for the aircraft.Very casually he pointed out, "That's the problem with you Yanks. First, your specifications compared to the plane's actual performance are utterly ridiculous. The specs are only a fraction of the reality. That wouldn't be so bad — I suppose it is better to be safe than sorry — except that you go and take the specifications.