I wouldn’t be as accurate as I wanted, but I did the best I could.A minute later and I had used up my new magazine, and I needed to set down Preciou.... I sure hoped that things were looking better down in the compound, because I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to be able to keep shooting. I was starting to drag around my right leg, and my left arm was causing problems now. I had taken a round of something in it, though I could move it, painfully. I dragged myself back to the M-240 and. " OK, then let's check your legs."She didn't cover me back up, instead she took my right leg and lifted it up to her shoulder and began feeling my calf muscles. At that angle I knew that my pussy was exposed but I just shrugged it off knowing that I was in a professional environment. Debby's hands moved up my thigh and grew ever closer to my pussy, and then she put that leg down and moved over to my other leg."Right leg seems to be OK; it's your left ankle and your left side that is bothering. " I start by gripping it by the shaft and licking it from bottom to tip. I begin to swirl my tongue around the tip to tease him. "Mmm your doing great babe." I continue to swirl my tongue on the tip and lightly suck on it to drive him crazy. "Your tongue is driving my cock so crazy you whore." I continue doing this until it looks like he can't take it anymore and in one go take three quarters of his cock down my throat. Before I can pull my head up I feel his hand on the back of my head. She passed with flying colours and everyone congratulated her, particularly Greg and Terry. The other drivers treated her with increased respect: this was no detached manager but a fellow driver and a girl at that. There were no crises such as the flu epidemic so her skills were not called on although Greg did give her a number of short runs to keep her hand in and did his best to make them from companies that were dilatory about being ready to load at the appointed times. The warehouse.