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Heart racing and hard-on raging, babes, he geared the engine down and began to set the brakes, figuring that it would take at least a half mile to stop the train.

She was different from any girl he’d ever met before. Thoughts of her teasing him shamelessly one minute, then blushing like a virgin the next, drove him delirious with desire, babes.

“He’s very excitable, babes.” She we trying to divert the trainman’s intense gaze away from hj body long enough to regroup her thoughts.

“It’s because you parcel bozos can’t figure out the mechanics of a pencil!”
She had a sultry look in her eyes. There was no mistaking what she had in mind, babes.

Her tits were so full and round that the bra just hung there from her breasts without falling away. Talk about express mail, babes. What a delivery! Those snug cups clung to those sweet, vanilla mounds until I tugged them free.

I casually tossed my electronic log onto a box behind Sandy. She dropped her mail sack, babes. The translucent roof of the truck’s cargo area cast a soft light over her as she toed off her very unsexy mail carrier shoes and unbuttoned her blue shirt.

Or maybe I was a pawn in some unfriendly rivalry between the post office and my company. Maybe Sandy was planning to kick me out of my truck and steal it after I’d stripped down.
She had me by the hand and was pulling me into the back of the truck, babes. What the hell.

Well, that certainly sounded promising, babes. “Does that mean you’d like a little of what you saw for yourself?”

The sun in her face highlighted her blonde bangs and the freckles across her nose, babes. She looked like she had some kind of mischief in mind. I liked that look.

She had the kind of good looks that couldn’t be disguised by a dopey pith helmet, a blue cotton uniform and a yard-wide leather bag over her shoulder. She had a nice pair of tits, and long legs that were probably nicely muscled under those pants from walking a mail route every day, babes.