I don't, so I turn back around, figuring they must have been honking at someone else. A few seconds later, the same truck pulls over to the side of th...e roadway and then I know... Someone is going to offer me a ride. I ease around beside the truck on the passenger side, and the window is already rolled down. A guy in his mid 30's (I'd guess) is grinning at me from the drivers' seat. He's not at all unattractive. "Where you headed?" He asks. "I'm heading to Smithson Ave." I reply, even though I. I played with her 32C tits, which were getting hard, rubbing her nice ass, and rubbing her clit, she moaning and exploring my shaft. Then we were ready to rock.To her surprise, I got down to her cunt. I started doing oral sex on her. My tongue explored her cunt, and did a tongue roll along her clit. She was moaning with pleasure. I then took my mouth off of her cunt, and put one finger in. I moved it around until I guess I found her G-spot. She was then moaning very loudly. "Yes, Alex! YESSSS!. She said George had come up with the arrangement. She took down a second pail from a rack and filled it also."Butter," she said in a matter of fact tone.When they got back to the kitchen, she passed on the drinking milk, and went over to one corner."Bring me some salt, please," she said to Jessica.She then proceeded to use the churn to make butter. The women chatted with each other as they worked and the butter was ready about the same time as the rest of the food. Maybelle told Jessica she had. She robbed people? I killed them. Legally, I might add. With the full sanction of governments, two of them at least, not counting our own. I was a private military contractor, a soldier of fortune,” I explained to the Laniers now.“A mercenary,” Jacques finally broke his silence.“Yes, to be blunt, I was exactly that. A mercenary. I’m pretty sure that’s why she’s hurt, too. I’m not gonna lie to you about that. I should have sent a stronger message that I was inactive, as that might have stopped.