It appeared to be around 25 paces long and close to ten wide with a vent hole in the middle of the vaulted roof that smoke from the torches made its w...y up to before disappearing into darkness. On one side of the room was an oven, like the chair it had been carved out of a boulder, the top was polished to an almost mirror finish that Ikuno was able to cook directly on without the need for pans. To the left of the oven was her makeshift shelving where she kept all her cooking ingredients and. Strands of her saliva oozed over his long shaft, collecting all across his hardening length. Her gentle lips held onto him, kissing against his taut flesh, bidding him to stay within her while her teeth raked sensually along his length. His breath came in ragged pants as she sucked and licked her captured prize within her deliciously hot mouth. An impish thought came to her mind while her prey remained dazed from her thorough technique. Like a snake, her tongue traced the soft underside of his. The small supermarket had only three rows. The man systematically checked out each one, crouching and keeping his body low. The front row had all the snacks. He quickly reached the end and turned one-eighty degrees to the next aisle. One side of the middle row was filled with toiletries and feminine hygiene products. The other side carried Pepsi, Sprite, Coke, Mountain Dew, Dr Pepper, and Fanta. Strangely, there were no diet sodas. It took him barely a minute to complete the first two rows.. ’ ‘Did you tell your girlfriend to shoot him?’ ‘I had told her earlier to top up the magazine, move away from us, lie down into a prone shooting position, take the safety off, and be ready to defend us from the other man. So while I didn’t say, ‘Fire’ just as the guy was starting to aim his pistol, I had already told her enough so she knew what to do.’ ‘How many shots did she fire?’ ‘Just one. Looked to me that she got him in the center of mass, and from that angle she probably took out his.