..I recorded for the next thirty minutes, and then a crew from the studio showed up. They took over for me, which was great as I was practically dying...of thirst—did I mention how hot it was?—and I really needed to pee. They got me rehydrated, and then I was back up with the camera watching the police as the bomb squad showed up.By the end of the day I was exhausted. I hadn't eaten, I was really thirsty again, I think I sweated a gallon of water, and I needed to spend some time in a cool area. I. I shouldn't say it was all bad, because Lenny Train opened twelve accounts himself, and Virgil had nine, but after those two it was pretty bad." You were only expecting an average of five accounts per salesman. Those two had twenty one new accounts between them. How bad could it be?" Three of my guys were shut out. One quit after three hours. By the time I got out there and saw what was happening, it was already too late to salvage much. I feel terrible about what happened. I really thought we. "Come, go to sleep," he said tucking her in. He then surprised her when he made no move to leave; he just sat down next to her on the edge of the bed."I'm not tired," she said petulantly, which made him laugh."Then why don't you read for a little while?" he said, picking up her book from the edge of the nightstand, but no sooner had he picked it up, then she grabbed it out of his hand and hugged it to her chest.He chuckled, thinking the picture of her sitting there hugging a book incredibly. "Fuck your mother, Kenny, fuck Mommy's pussy!" Kathy cried. "Uunh... uuuuunh... uhhhhhhh! It feels so good, baby! Jesus, I love your huge fuckin' prick! Uhhhhhhh! Ram it up my belly, Kenny! Oh, fuck! Oh, shit! God! Fuck it into my pussy as hard as you can!!!!!"Kathy's cunt was very hot and wet, her furry pussy-slit slurping obscenely every time it filled with her son's huge cock. Kenny slid his hands down over her hips to clutch her humping ass. Wildly, he heaved up off the bed, drilling his.