“Morning,” you mumble. “Can’t get enough?” Danielle smiles while continuing to suck your cock. “Get your pussy over here, I’ll lick yo....” Danielle doesn’t move. She sees you’re a little surprised by that. “This is me saying thank you. I just want you to enjoy this,” she answers. You decide not to argue, although you’d like to taste her pussy juice right now. Danielle keeps sucking and you blame yourself for not waking up earlier to enjoy the entire show. It seems like she has been sucking. The woman was making it sound like an or else kind of order. The Gift Shoppe could not afford to lose a one thousand dollar sale and stay financially stable. Receipts were keeping the bills paid, particularly the merchandise loan at the bank, but allowing one of the richest women in town to begin making disparaging remarks about The Gift Shoppe would start the death knell.Up until late afternoon, Timothy had a slow but steady stream of customers, many selecting gifts for the same two weddings. The nub is protruding from the top of her slit nearly a half-inch long the size of a pencil. My lips grasp it and suck. Lucy hands are on the back of my head pulling me closer as she uses her thighs to clasp my head. A dumb thought runs through my mind, it is a good thing I am not wearing glasses. Ya, I know it is an old joke.Lucy's body starts to tremble panicking me. What is going on? Then I realize she is cumming. I keep sucking. Her body stiffens and she lets out a tremendous breath of air. In her hand was a knife she had taken from the desert man’s belt. She ran at the German commander’s back, screeching a cry in her own language! That scream, and the soldier next to him calling out, alerted him so he turned in plenty of time. He gave an amused chuckle, grinned, and with ease blocked her. But then he had a wild cat on his hands. She clawed at him, kicked, bit, screamed. He fought her off all the while laughing. Other women of the camp moved forward as well, but other older.