Sean paid about $1200 for it.” I was astonished to see Preston dig into his pocket and remove a thick roll of hundred dollar bills. He counted out thirteen and passed them across the table to Scarlett. “Since yesterday was a complete swallowing waste of time, perhaps you can tell me what this is all about.” Caleb Oates reached into his inside jacket pocket and pulled out an item that couldn’t have been more than amateur six inches long and quarter inch in diameter with a round flare at one end and a crosspiece near the other. He handed it to me and I rolled it over in my hand. “Is this a valve,” I asked. Pointing to the crossbar I asked, “And is this for a spring?” “We were told you had an engineering degree, Mr. Sloan and I see we weren’t misinformed.” Then Mr. Oates gave me the busty real skinny on what had been a multi-billion dollar project. “We’ve developed a new jet engine that generates much higher temperatures than any other engine yet to be developed. I’m sure you understand that the hotter the gas becomes the greater the thrust. The body of the combustion chamber is made of a cumshot ceramic material that’s top secret. We had hoped that we could make the valves from the same material, but they all cracked after roughly a hundred hours. big tit The only material we’ve been able to find was your patented alloy Marciam. What does that mean?” “I named it after my mother, but yes, I understand that you contracted with Bob Kennedy in Wichita, Kansas to supply them.” “You’re remarkably well informed. We did, even though Mr. Kennedy told us the alloy was very difficult to work with because of its incredibly high tensile strength and melting point—the exact characteristics we’re looking for. More than half of the valves he supplied were defective. He actually requested that we cancel his contract and try to get the valve from you. That’s what Weber was supposed to discuss with you yesterday. Instead, he wasted the day in an effort to “control the process,” his term, not mine. I doubt that strategy would have worked with you.” “Not a prayer,” I responded as our waitress delivered coffee, pouring four cups. After a few minutes he stood busty up. “Well, Lynn, I wish you well with your cumshot girlfriend. I watched as her beautiful eyes literally were rolling to the back of her head as I continued to gently fuck her. "I told you she'd be down for a threesome!" “You can take Chris, he’s not that good,” Donny says. We are happy together, we have amazing sex, amateur why the hell wouldn't I want to marry you?" I feel big tit the wonderful vibrations of swallowing her tongue as she begins to moan while my cock rests on her tongue. I closed my eyes and dreamed about what it could have been like if I only had avoided the detour.
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