Cept fer a drinkin it!"We paused for more coffee, and he pulled out a pack of cigarettes."Smoke Boy?"I took one and lit his and mine."Damn I'm old Boy... Use ta set, talking and smoking with yore grandpa, smoking Prince Albert, now here I is smoking with you and we smoking ready rolls. Son wuz a fine man boy, see you turn out like him." Like I uz a telling you, I uz building traps down in em woods there, round ta creek uz ta best place. Nem bobcats come down ta drink, then bed up in nem thickets. “It’s a steal at thirty-five hundred,” the salesman said.“Thirty-five hundred! Who’s doing the stealing? You or me?” Dexter asked not sure that he heard the man correctly.“It’s a high end sport bike,” the salesman said.“Let’s go down a little in price,” Dexter said.The salesman said, “We have this double-butted chromalloy frame and carbon fork ride, for only a grand.”“Only a grand?” Dexter said.“It’s a twenty-seven speed bike with grippy dual-pivot brakes for maximum control and stopping power.. Let's get over that shall we. I didn't come up here to discuss our respective spouses. That would be too dull for words. Now let's make a little excitement, shall we?" she said after her eyes glimmering like two hot slits."Agreed," he said.The Chinese woman sank gracefully to the floor pulling the cushions from the sofa onto the floor to sit on. She arranged herself on the pillow with her legs tucked underneath and sipped her drink and motioned for him to sit beside her.The young tennis pro. He slid up and down gently first, teasing her with his strong tongue. Natalie’s right hand slid down to Jon’s hair, as her left hand rested on the back of the couch to keep her steady.Jon flicked his tongue more focused on Natalie’s clit as her hand tightened in his hair. Jon gave Natalie’s ass a playful slap with his left hand as the pace of his tongue increased.“Yes, spank me again,” Natalie moaned down to Jon.Jon smacked Natalie’s ass again, his tongue lapping steadily at Natalie’s.