Southern Strokes: Justin Cross & Jackson Wright Go Raw

As he was walking away, he could hear the brothers talking to each other.  He thought he heard one of them say that it took a while, but they were finally going to get in his pants.  This made Chip smile.  If he had known that earlier, they would have been in each other’s pants a long time ago.Walking back to the loading dock, he saw that the truck had been completely unloaded and the guys were taking a smoke break.“Thanks, guys.  I’m glad you got it done so quickly.  I’m gone in a few more minutes.  Take some extra time for break.  I’m gonna get the paperwork, and I’ll be right back.  Where is the driver?”“Don’t know Chip.  It’s those two brothers.  Think they went to the bathroom.  That was a while ago.  Want me to go find ‘em?”“Nah.  They’ll probably be around soon.  I’ll be right back.”  Chip started to walk away, then turned back to his two best workers sitting on an empty stack of pallets.  “Here they come now.”  He passed the two brothers with a nod and mumbled something about being right back with the paperwork.  After that, he could hear the drivers talking to the dock workers.It seemed to take forever to get to his

Southern Strokes: Justin Cross & Jackson Wright Go Raw