Check out Wheeltug for me tomorrow and let Fred and me know what you think."Fred was smiling when I hung up. He said, "It's just like the resort thing.... You're not messing around. You're going to make it happen. That's what I want to know and find out about this Wheeltug thing. It looks almost too good to be true." So did the winglets, Fred, and they turned out to be a real fuel saver. I know that the engineers and manufacturers made a fortune retrofitting aircraft, but they have really helped. Instead Iwaited for the feel of his hand against my thigh, felt him gently touch me,before, after a stern coughing sound from the front of the car, he grabbed holdof me, through my suit and moved me around. Of course, with my cock inside itsprison, all that happened was it throbbed painfully and I cried out into hismouth, wanting the torture to stop, but praying that it wouldn?t. I heard a few car horns, and oneor two voices calling out to Miss Samantha, but then the traffic began to moveagain. I positioned myself up behind him as Eva leaned in to get an up-close look. I placed the head of my cock on his puckered rosebud and slowly began to press the head against the sphincter. “I will go slow. But, remember, you can push back on me as I ease into you. Think of it as if you are having to go, but let me slide in.” Eva kept giving Sean a play by play account of how my cock was pressing against his asshole and then, as it began to open, she kept telling us how hot it was to see him take. He would still occasionally take a break from eating his sandwich to slap her ass with his bare hand.After lunch, the men indulged themselves with approximately three hours of fucking and blowjobs. Sally did her best with the blowjobs because Horsey threatened to resume the spanking if any of the men complained about her service.About 6:00 PM, an SUV crunched to a stop in front of the French's house, and three men dumped a package wrapped in a bloody sheet on the doorstep. The doorbell was rung.