He runs back out to the car and gets in."Something for the ladies, to get them in the mood. Not that it will be necessary this time," says Joe."I'm su...e they'll just look at us and take their clothes off." That is the idea," says Joe.After a bit of driving, Joe opens the bottle of brandy and takes a swig. "Want some?" he asks."No, I'm driving," Pete says. "I thought that was for the ladies." And for me. A few swigs can't hurt."As they drive to their destination Joe continues to drink from the. " No, you're absolutely right, Gene. I'm not going to change a thing about your distribution system. I can see now why its always worked so well for you. The only change I want to make is in your baking operations. From now on, no matter what your immediate needs are, I want the ovens full whenever you bake up any run. We'll find a way to sell off the excess this creates." Well, you're the boss, but it seems like you're just going to get killed by the cost of the day old products. You aren't. A microscopic bump formed where the bicep should have been. "Whatever," I mumble just before I spit into the sink.There was a knock at the door. "It's gotta be Sandy," I thought. Opening the door revealed the amber-colored pixie hair of a short and skinny girl, wearing a ratty long-sleeve shirt over a tank top covering her modest A-cups. Below the belt she was wearing some black leggings."Hey Cal!" she proclaimed, "Ready to hit this place up?"As we walked, I texted Blake. He was younger than. Eventually he pulled me up by my hair and began to kiss me again as he took off my jeans and panties. My pussy was literally dripping wet, and as his fingers found my sensitive clit, my juices ran slowly down my leg. He brought his fingers up to his mouth and moaned as he tasted my sex. He pushed me onto the bed and I lay there, breathing heavily with anticipation as he knelt down and put his head between my legs. His tongue on my clit was like electricity through my whole body. I jerked.