Larger logs would get cut to more burnable sections.It was nearly noon when we finished and I suggested that I needed to get home so I could clean up ...nd change clothes.“You can ... uh ... shower here again if you want,” Donna said. “Both of you.”“Thank you,” I said, “but I don’t have any more clean clothes with me and I need to get ready to practice with Cindy.”“Cindy?”“Yes. You remember her. She’s the flute player I did duets with. She’s sent me text messages every day since my Sunday. It must seem like a silly luxury to you, but we can afford it and it's something I want to do while there's still time." Very well. Send me the pictures. If we think we can do a good job, I'll probably ask my father to fly down to see it in person. That's the only way we can make a good evaluation. At that point, the meter would be running," I chuckled."I understand. Thank you for considering it. I've had a difficult time trying to find qualified people for this project. Taking it all the way. I entered the truck and he signaled for me the cabin behind.It was spacious and had a comfortable bed there.The guy stripped me naked and he did the same.I got on my knees in front of him and took his thick long cock in my mouth. He let out a long sigh. I began sucking his hard cock slowly. His breathing and low moaning told me that this trucker needed this about as badly as I did. After a few minutes sucking, he was ready for me…The blond guy got on his knees and I turned around, knowing what. As I made my way back through the dinning room and at last into the living room placing my beer and Snake Ladies mixed drink on the moved coffee table, and gave my wife’s drink to Snake Lady who had already offered a hand out for it and gave it to my trembling with desire and fear young wife.Who grabbed and absolutely gulped it down again as I got it back and placed it on the coffee table as well.Snake Lady now was saying “That’s enough drink for you Little.