I noticed a large collection of partially burned torches just inside the entrance, along with an empty bucket. Tallak brought two buckets of water wit... us to douse the torches.The tunnel was nearly a mile long and looked like the arch over the new gate of the goat/sheep pen in the main valley, just longer. The floor of the tunnel was dirt, but the walls were stone and the ceiling was a stone arch nearly ten feet high. The tunnel was seven feet wide, plenty wide for loaded mules. I guessed that. Most of the time Wanda did the majority of the talking. It seemed every time we talked, she had a new boy she was in love with. She'd gush about the latest one and I'd nod my head and say 'mm hmm' at the appropriate time.In the spring of my last year in junior high, the talking at school started. Wanda found she had fewer and fewer friends and that the guys that asked her out were either desperate or expected to get blown or laid without having to do much more than park their car somewhere. Ranturi was much more pleasant than most of the rich pricks I flew and he was without a doubt the best tipper.When you talk about the Mafia, you hear a lot of joking about offers that you can't refuse. Well, when Mr. Ranturi decided to increase his status and buy his own jet, he made me such an offer. The salary he proposed was more than SIX times what I was making as a corporate employee. In addition, he allowed me to pretty much pick out the plane and its avionics package. Now I wasn't dumb.. She leaned forward and arched her back, giving him a wink as she stuck her moist tongue out of her mouth and licked his shaft from bottom to top. Brody watched her lick his cock but then noticed the mirror as well and then realized she had done it on purpose because in their current seated position, he could look in the mirror and have a clear view of her wide, round ass while she had fun with his cock. He admired how the red string sat comfortably between her milky ass cheeks but it was so.