I greeted heras I would any customer, but it was easy to see she felt she had no time towaste, so I dispensed with attempting pleasantries and went ba...k to my polishingto allow her to purposefully scan the shelves. She picked out a variety of items that are useful for a life on the roadand had just piled them up on my counter to pay when we both heard heavy footstepsrunning towards the store. Quick as a cat, the warrior woman leapt to the cornerof the store so that when three armed men burst. Feeling daring, I dared her to go down on Bekki for a minute. I expected both of them to drop out and double dare me back.“Ok”, said Stace getting on her knees in front of Bekki who was perched on the sofa. Bekki leaned back and stuck her legs in the air above her head. Holding her thighs, she parted her legs to reveal her pussy, her labia pulsing and wet and the darkness of her sex hole inviting. Stace thrust her face into Bekki and started running her tongue up and down on Bekki. Bekki. I got thrown out 'cos they reckon I was involved."Oliver frowned. "But you knew—" Yeah Oli, I fuckin' know," Charlotte snapped. "But they didn't believe it. They said I needed to see stuff. And I was supposed to be doing the fuckin' cards wasn't I? So they reckoned I'd been bought off." But you know, well I barely knew. They just wanted some info on the house and stuff," Oliver explained. "And then I got roped in when this guy got nicked. I said no but they kept on."Charlotte adjusted herself. You're striking in your delicate bra, lacy garters, thigh high stockings and heels. I control my urge to take you, to throw you down on the bed, rip off what remains and ravage your body. But only barely. You tear open my shirt, the buttons hit the floor. You look at me, shocked. We laugh as I peel off the shirt. You undo my pants and push them to floor. I have nothing on beneath them. I step out of them and you begin to undo your bra. I stop you, easing your hands to my waist. I unhook your.