She closed her eyes, not daring to watch as the plane dived to the airport, somewhat synonymous of the way she felt. She wasn’t even interested enou...h to see where she was. All she knew was she was going to him. Although she was beyond terrified, she grinded her legs subconsciously, creating a friction between her thighs that only increased her excitement as the trepidation also intensified. She made her way off the plane, focusing no further into the future than a few minutes at a time. She. She returned to the base and repeated the lick. After a dozen laps, he was semi-hard. That was enough to commence kissing the tip and pushing her hollowed lips over the knob. Her stiffened tongue tapped on his tip. She went lower, drawing more in. Her tongue lashed the sides of the crown, all the way around. The rough texture of her tongue on the sensitive rim edge got Somer even harder. He was now erect enough for her to take it all in. She slid down in one stroke until the tip met the. If it isn’t straight, you will have a problem. I’m just saying be careful with your quality control.”“How much can you move?” he asked.“Probably forty gallons a week,” I suggested. “It doesn’t have to be that much, but it’s important that if you say twenty, you deliver twenty.”“It doesn’t work that way. It takes about a week to make a batch and another couple of days to get it to a drop site and do the exchange,” Jessie said. “The still produces a little over thirty gallons a run.”“Sixty. "She wanna say yes in private." Yeah, right."He caught my tone. "Problem?" I shook my head but I knew he wasn't going to let me off that easily. "You got uh problem with me an' Missy, get it out now." I just ... I mean, are you sure? You been datin', what, six months?" How long's it take?" I don't know! But, I mean, I know you sure you sure but how you know she sure?" An' this ain't about you thinkin' Ima cut you loose over her."Actually, until he said it, that thought had never even occurred.