Now what in the hell was up with that? Mildly pissed off, I went back to my desk. She came into my office shortly after. ‘I need you to sign off on ...his, boss.’ She told me, handing me a filled in order form. ‘What’s this?’ ‘The Miller account, I got the track codes for his order and it was being delivered in 3 days on schedule, then we talked a little bit and he gave us this one.’ I looked, it was triple the order I had sold him. ‘How in the hell did you do that?’ I asked her. The Miller. Her mouth came off me with a POP! “I don’t think that I can get it all in, Sean.” She dove back down and made another attempt. “Nope,” she said, as she came back up for air after getting about half the head tonsil-deep.“That’s okay,” I answered, as I pushed her onto her back; her left foot on the rear shelf and her right on the backrest of the driver’s seat. Her pussy was still wet. I ran the tip of my dick between her slick inner folds, juicing it up. I could tell that it was going to be a. Well here is the dilemma, he is likelygay or bisexual, the real question is top or bottom?, I would only haveone chance and it was all riding on the choice. Stuart would haveanalyzed the situation to death, Sheila just thought, 'Who cares, whatman doesn't like a blow job,' and said, "What I enjoy Doctor, is to bein control. For me, sex with men is about making their cock get oh sohard and stroking it."He got more uncomfortable and crossed his legs. I crossed mine and hikedup my skirt to show a. We went back to the horses to help calm them down. The rain started to fall a few minutes later and was a full downpour when we came back to our bedrolls. There was less lightning and thunder, but it lit up the sky and shook the ground with some regularity. With the horses now accustomed to the sounds, we settled back down to sleep.It was still raining when we awoke. The idea of riding in that didn’t appeal to us, but we hadn’t brought any extra firewood in last night. That led to a cold.