Fallen leaves captured in the vortex created by the car chased after her like a yellow tornado. The roar of the throaty exhaust was barely audible ove...r the riffing baseline and her lively singing. The late October air blasted through the open windows and sunroof, tousling her hair and blowing a few wayward strands over her lips sticking them gently to her vanilla flavored Chapstick. She brushed them away and the scenery became a blur as she gleefully shifted gears. Streams and aspens gave way. I like the fact that it matches my real hair color." Like I had told you before Brad we want to make everything appear likeyou would have been if this was your true wedding day. I will slide thison now and see how the fit is. It worked out perfectly, so now let mebrush it out a little and we can get started on the styling of it."Sarah then placed the wig on my head and, I have to admit, the feel ofthat hair over my shoulders was a very nice sensation. She had me lookingaway from the mirror so I. ”“Could you use musket barrels on the new rifles?”“I think so, but I wouldn’t know for sure until I tried.”“Then I’ll get you some muskets to experiment with. In the meantime, start figuring a way to make a hundred rifles an hour and a thousand rounds of ammunition an hour.”“Grant, with the machinery we currently have I doubt I could even produce a hundred rifles a day, much less in an hour. Given more lead and someone that can handle the pour, I could probably make three to five hundred rounds. She was content for the moment to explore Donna's pussy from without, to slide her tongue all over the outside of her vulva, occasionally making passes at the girl's erect clitty. Her own body was on fire with lust but it would take a while before Donna's courage was sufficient to let her return Gloria's favors.Donna sighed with delight as she felt her clitoris being stimulated. Gloria was incredibly gentle, keeping her hands on Donna's big soft tits as her tongue did its work. She brushed the.