These independent contractors were all using their own delivery vehicles for their product deliveries and wholesale distribution.This last circumstanc... explained how Macklinson's had been able to penetrate their rural market areas so thoroughly. They didn't sell to retail accounts, only to wholesale delivery jobbers. That wouldn't work in a heavily built up urban area, too cost intensive.These route drivers were all independent, owning their own delivery territories, often passing them down to. I'll have to get some spare blouses if all this cum is going to be flying about.”“I'd like that” said David. I lay on the bed beside him and put my mouth to his ear.“I'll need some silky slips as well” I whispered. I gently stroked his hardening cock. “And stockings, lots and lots of nylon stockings.” His hand was on the front of my blouse, rubbing my nipple through the wet material. I rubbed his cock against my nylon-clad thigh. He moaned.“Lots of nylons in case of accidents.” David's hand. She had been hiking since the late morning to get to her secret spot and the heat and humidity were beginning to have their effects on her body as it drenched in sweat.Jillian set down her backpack. She drank some of the water she had brought with her, then looked around making sure no one else was around before she began the festivities.The hiking trail was mostly empty. She had seen very few people on it, and that was hours ago. She came to the conclusion that she was alone and smiled to. That seemed to confirm my suspicions.Before I could explore that, there was a thundering of hooves and the big black stallion came galloping towards us. He didn't hold back this time and put on his normal display. He stopped, reared up and pivoted on his rear legs while his front hooves slashed the air.His antics had the desired effect on Brenda, as I felt and heard her giggling in my arms."Now I've found a bigger show-off than you, Sean. Mordew! You look as beautiful as ever," she called to.