Oh, here are the manufacturers."As I'd been speaking, the factory reps and pit crews from Dunemaster, Ultimate Dirt, and Sandworms Inc. pulled up and ...egan unloading their customized racing vehicles. For those who hadn't seen it before, it was pretty impressive. Each team included drivers, mechanics, salespeople, publicity agents, photographers, makeup people, a manager, the works. Furthermore, each team arrived in a caravan of busses, motor homes, car carriers, and semi trailers."So where's. ”“That sounds like my cue,” Maureen said. “Here is our check for $10,065,578.”“Thank you very much, Maureen. If I could stand ... I would kiss you for that, but I’m under strict rules from my mother not to do that.”“Is that to stand, or to kiss?” she questioned demurely.“Kiss,” was my answer.She followed by bending over to give me a kiss on my cheek.Less than an hour later, we were on our way to Jacksonville. I had Anna Prefontayne on my lap, as we all were very satisfied that we had a great. Grapples were thrown and hauled in and secured. Sails were slackened and tied down. My party rained arrows on the opposing crew and a plank was thrown over the side to breech the gap between the two vessels. At that point I sprung into action again. I tossed my bow to the crewman who had been attending me and grabbed up my shield and drew my sword. With a battle cry I headed to the gangplank and leapt upon it. A second later I was on the other craft's deck and my sword was striking down pirates. He was my boyfriend now, surely I should just ride it out and see what happened. I’d always wondered what it felt like to have my pussy licked, and now was my chance! Scott had positioned himself between my legs. He traced the outline of my panties with his tongue, sending a shiver through my body. He placed a long soft kiss upon my pussy through the fabric. “May I?” He winked at me. Without even realising, I nodded, lifting my butt up slightly as he slid off the g-string. Scott placed his.