I asked "How long has she been sitting here?", and got the answer "Oh, couple of days" from one of the farmers. I knelt down and looked under the engi...e - not a fresh drop of oil or anything else to be seen: no leaks of any of the engine fluids."She looks pretty good." I admitted, "but how's the engine?"One of the farmers told me "Rebuilt a couple weeks ago. She's been drove enough to break her in, but that's it."Another tossed me a set of keys, and said "Go ahead, start 'er up."I climbed into. Deshawn could feel the rough bark digging into the skin across his sloping t****zius muscles and the back of his neck. He'd been working continuously for a couple of hours and the heat was beginning to get to him. His mouth was dry despite the enormous amounts of water he was consuming and he had begun to tire. "Hey!" Deshawn turned at the sound of Jane's voice. Deshawn turned in her direction and for a moment wondered if he was hallucinating. Deshawn's jaw dropped as his mind registered what. . I don't believe it!" It's true," Brandy grinned. "That's Jenny's wedding present to you. I'm supposed to suck your cock for you and you're supposed to lick my pussy. It was all Jenny's idea. She wants us to do it." Uh... well... great!" Bill agreed. Then he looked a little flustered. "Uh, I think there's something I should tell you. I... uh... never licked a girl's pussy before. I saw it in a movie once, but I never really got to try it."Brandy gave Bill an encouraging smile. "That's no. ” She replied coily, blushing, trying to keep composure.“Yes, I know. This night is hers, so lets treat her well,” I said, and she looked at me puzzled.“Be sure we will, amico mio. I have that Masseto Toscana that you like, should we start with that and aperitivi?”“Yes. That sounds good. Thanks for receiving me brilliantly like this on such short notice, my friend.”“For you, always. Ci vediamo tra poco! Enjoy your evening.” He acquiesced to me, then to her, and he left.The night went on pretty.