How did you work your territory before, did you have a truck or did you have some tools in your car?" Onan wasn't that smart, Mr. Sharp, we would fly ...o a customer's city, rent a car and when necessary, rent tools or use the customers tools when we could. So many times we would fly back into town, and go right back to a location, near where we had been, for another call. A truck would be a great way to handle calls. I like the road. Motels aren't too bad if we watch where we stay and eat. Once again, they all playfully began harassing one another when Gina began riding the losers saying, "Hey this was your all's idea. Remember, oh, let's separate the chicken-shits. Oh, let's separate the chicken-shits. Lose the underwear fellas."This went on for at least five minutes when they simply stood up, scooted their underwear down, and kicked them off. Gina watched for a couple of seconds, but as they pushed them down exposing their pubic hair and the tops of their cocks, she turned her. " She was a fountain of pussy juiceHis body said pound, for he was desperate to come. But his heart said preserve, for he loved her and wanted her to come first. So Marcus maintained the pace of his thrusts and continued to stroke Mina's aching clit."Marcus, ooh Marcus...ooh..." Mina gripped the sheets and closed her eyes. It hurt when he first entered, but it wasn't hurting as much now...he was so hard, so hard...and he was playing with her clit again. Mina started pinching her nipples and. I couldn't take my eyes off the girl's massive tits! Where had those come from?"Shit!" I heard Samantha's mother Mandy say as she heard the glass break as it hit the floor.I mumbled, "Um, sorry about that." However, I didn't take my eyes off Samantha's chest."No, no. Don't worry about it. It's my fault for not giving you plastic. I was about to say it was my fault for not warning you, but I'm not sure a warning would have helped with..." Struggling for words, the girl's mother waved her hands.