"I believe our good friend Raymond is makingthe case that his cartel is superior to ours, Vincente. Yes, veryimpressive, but we also make a great deal...of money. We have taken adifferent approach but we are also successful. Who is to say which isthe best way? But, I assume that we do not have to all follow the samebusiness model to join together. That is what this is all about, is itnot? You wish to create some kind of super cartel alliance with you incharge." Of course he does," snorts. She turned her face and I saw the tip of her tongue emerge from parted lips to touch my big toe. Sparkling silica crystals clung to the red tip. She licked the toe several more times until it shined with her saliva. I saw her turn her head and delicately spit grit from her mouth. She immediately returned to her task, twisting her tongue to clean between the big toe and the next digit. I saw she was focused on her duties as if determined to do a good job.I was impressed with Kimberly's. I would show them all, who is the best. But I could hear the words of my father ringing in my ears. He would preach patience and never give up the element of surprise. He would say that surprise is something that you just might need down the road. To give away that edge just might turn the tide against you.We had a good time at this meeting festival. I would spell War Eagle and give him a chance to meet other people. As with our custom, women were married off to different tribes. We lost some. There was a gentle whine as the motor reeled itself backwards and the device was once more sliding up and down my cock at a comfortable pace.I was breathing heavily. Too heavily. I held onto the device for a while, gently feeling her tits as she slid up and down my cock. Yes, she was definitely a she and not something that didn’t understand me. She was real.I sat upright against the headboard contemplating my next move. It was an easy one.“Harder.”The device started up again. I wondered how.