Come on thatlovely leather, Betty Boot."Her words pushed him over the edge much too soon. He grunted, squeezedhis eyes shut, and spurted onto the gle...ming leather. As soon as thelast of the cream left his body, he slumped forward, still holding theheel of her riding boot."Now lick it clean, girl," she ordered imperiously. "Make it quick."He bent to his unsavory task, his tongue moving rapidly, as he madehimself swallow his own spunk. He gagged slightly but got it all down.The moment he. Her eyebrows furrowed. She was thinking again. Once my cock was free, I took her hand. She didn’t pull away. I placed her delicate hand on my hard cock. Then I kissed her again.Her fingers started to tighten around it. She stopped kissing to look down at it. She looked up at me one more time. Then she started squatting down. Eric scrambled to get his pants open.She did it so hesitantly, I thought maybe she didn’t want to do it. She dipped just some of it into her mouth as if to taste it first.. "Let her rip," he answered.I spent the whole hour asking about fixture, from what they needed to be made and what sizes I needed to make what volumes. I found out a lot like I need approx five gallons of mash for every gallon of liquor I hoped to run.Bosco could drink some beer. By the time he had told me about holding barrels and cookers the six pack was gone. So we agreed to meet the next day. He was back in his truck and gone before Andrew asked, "Do you trust him?" As much as I trust anyone. I didn’t want the evening to end so early, so I had to think fast. I had an idea, and I agreed that movies at home it would be! We headed back to our home town, and chatted along the way. Arriving in town, I pulled into the parking lot of the video store, and she started to get out of the car. I grabbed her wrist, and announced I would be renting some “adult” movies in the back-room of the store, and if she wanted to help me pick them out, she was welcome. As I suspected, she declined and.