" Then take your business elsewhere. Under your contract, I'll lose a lot of money. Not just a little, but a lot. I'm a business man and I don't take ...harity. I'm out to make money, not throw it away," Josh argued. He disliked the French and didn't trust him. Vasham's wineries were known for their quality but they tried to gouge all their customers. Also they were arrogant with nothing to be arrogant about. "Besides, you Europeans are losing to the California and Washington State wines. Not. The cheeks of her backside looked firm and good enough to eat. Her hair was dark and straight, worn just below the collar, ideal for running your fingers through. I'd already noticed her small breasts and thought them ideal for her slim figure. I'd spent a lot of time on the mother but the daughter was worth inspection in her own right. She was virtually a younger version of her mother. I wouldn't say no to either of them, although at my age I thought Helen to be the preferable. Not that I. Instead he reached down and lifted my legs onto the back seat, then closing the door, went around to the other side, reached in and pulled both my legs outward until I was flat on the back seat.Trouble was my skirt was way up my back now and the only way to correct it would be for me to lift my ass of the seat and pull it down, something a girl cannot do if she is sleeping, so my netted stockings and flimsy knickers would have to remain in full view, if I planned to pretend sleeping.He put his. Mike and I were mesmerized, just standing there still with each other's cock in our hands. After a minute Cathy was speeding up with her fingers, gradually increasing the speed that she went in and out of her box. We watched while she worked, and after about ten minutes she was frantically pumping in and out of her pussy. Then the pumping stopped, and she pumped her clit really fast - she froze for a moment, then started humping up and down with a climax. All I could say was, "Holy fuck." .