So I'll stay behind the counter and ask her, in a voice that she'll have to lean forward to hear, if I can help her. Maybe she'll say that she's just ...rowsing; then I'll stay where I am and follow her with my eyes through the various mirrors hung up to deter shoplifters. Or maybe she'll ask for a certain section, or even a specific book, and I'll answer her like any good merchant.All I'm looking for is a chance to start a conversation. Forget the weather; it turns them off. One of my friends. “I said lick! And don’t pretend you haven’t done this in half your sick fantasies. You’ll enjoy finally getting at your sis’ sweet twat. Now, lick!”To be honest, he was a bit rubbish at cunnilingus, lapping at my crotch as if he were cleaning a plate – and no doubt tasting something worth the lapping up. My cunt had felt a few tongues in the last few days, and while he was not the worst, he was far from the best. The racy sordidness of the situation more than made up for it though, and my chest. His tongue ran lightly over the length of her sweet slit as her mouth continued to devour Magnum. He grabbed her hips firmly and has he brought her firmly onto his mouth his tongue probed deeply into her sweet slit. She released Magnum from her mouth and concentrated now on the wonderful feeling of Rock licking and probing her sweet pussy. Her hands continued to work Magnum as she felt her pulsate with desire. Rock moved her leotard down and she moved up onto her toes to help him take it. We returned to the living room and again she sat and fidgeted for a bit then settled down. At first I didnt like you cleaning me out and the big rubber toys you put into me, but I kind of like it now. Are you going to fuck my ass soon? she asked almost pleading. Yes sweetie, we just need to do one more cleaning, so lets go. Her speech is starting to slur a bit, so I figured the wine was affecting her and hoped I hadnt pushed the limits too far and that she would be sober by the time I got.