Lauren's senses seemed alive, listening, waiting for input and instruction. The silky feeling of their legs contrasted to the prickly hay in an wonder...ul way, and Lauren almost squealed in delight as she felt Maria's thin fingers testing the knot in her shirt. Her thumb pushed underneath the bunched up material, smooth and firm against the base of her breast. Lauren leaned down slowly, brushing a kiss in her hair. She wanted her lips dearly, wanted to taste them and feel that clean sensitive. He slid his dark hand between her thighs, to play with her wet cunt.My sweet Ana jumped when he penetrated her cunt with his finger.I could soon know, from her gyrations and loud moans, that she was coming all over his fingers. They kissed again, very hard.She then dropped to the floor in front of him and gasped as she saw the real size of his massive black cock. But quickly she grabbed the thing between her both hands and began stroking it.Barry moaned and smiled, begging Ana to suck on his. The owner had died, but left his pit directions, sauce recipes and even recipes for fried pies that hadn’t been offered in my lifetime.I spent time experimenting with frying fruit pies and, eventually put them on the menu at a very reasonable price. As they became popular, word got around and business began to increase considerably.I had been operating as a “One Man” endeavor and it was getting close to being more than I could handle. I did have a lady who did the dishes and floors, but I did. We got there, and looking over the trucks there seemed to be only two differences in them. They were both 1990 K5 Blazers, basically mini Suburbans. One was a dark green and the other was brown. After looking at them, I wanted the green one, it had the other difference, it had an aftermarket radio. It also had less miles, they wanted 15K for it, which was a bit overpriced based on my research.While we were looking at the trucks, two salesmen kept coming up to us. We told them we were fine, but.