" That right, and you aren't going to make me curious about your new line of work," I said."You would love it," Andrew said."I don't want to know," I ...uggested. "Tell me this, is the camp in Warren County." Yes it is, does that make a difference about you running for Sheriff?" the colonel asked."I'm a bootlegger, I'm not going to run for Sheriff," I said."Just curious, would it make a difference though," Andrew asked."Not a bit," I said."Okay, what if it was an instant adrenaline fix," Andrew. No magic, just a movie prop, and a pretty cool movie prop and yeah, you got pranked. Wanna be in a TV show? Sign here. No money up front, as you could wind up on the cutting room floor, as they might not green light the series, so no budget, but there's the prop, just another typical January Product: Another cool idea that might not sell.There is a considerable amount of electrical parts inside that box. Motors to run the wheels that allow it to move itself around, cameras to catch the startled. Stepping into the kitchen, she pulled open the door to the refrigerator as one hand reached down to untie the straps on her sandals, balancing on one foot as she looked for just the right thing to serve. Kicking off her sandals, she reached into the back of her fridge, pulling out a chilled bottled of red wine, figuring that one glass of wine wouldn’t hurt. Glancing back to where Steven was relaxing on the couch, she smiled gently thinking that he could stay for a while just in case and then. Her young perky breasts fell free and her hard nipples caught my eyes. Reaching down, I cupped her right breast and felt its heft. Switching to the left, I kneaded her soft flesh and tweaked her nipple. The tweak drew a moan from and her tongue licked my taint. "Yeahha, Lick my asshole," I urged her as I lowered my hips. Jenny teased it and flicked at it. Reaching for my cock, I stroked it hard and smashed my balls on her chin. "Fuck yeah," I groaned as Jenny's wonderful tongue and mouth did.