That night we were going out with a co-worker of Tom's and celebrate. The corporation gave him one week off and would pick up the bill at the hotel fo... the entire time.We followed the directions to a fine restaurant we were given by Tom's co-worker. At the restaurant Tom introduced me to his New York counterpart and co-worker Albert. Albert wasn't exactly what I had expected. Although he was younger at age 34, he was built more like an athlete. Tall with wide shoulders. The biggest surprise was. (Let’s see your stamina)I took his dick in my mouth and started licking it. I was an expert in this. It was an average size dick. He soon cum in my mouth. I was super angry and gave him a tight slap on his face.Me: Laude, itna kam stamina hain re tera. Shuru hote hi tu khatam ho gaya. Ab kya ungli daal ke mujhe chodega kya, maderchod.(You dick so less stamina. You finished before starting. Now, will you fuck me with fingers, mother fucker?)Rohan: Sorry, pehile bar tha. (Sorry, this is my first. He flinched when her faint moans reached his ears. "Oh Jakey, I hurt bad."I'm scared, Mister West," Reba told him, "real scared." He did not answer. "Please help her."Once they reached the city limits Jake asked directions to the county hospital. He pulled up to the ambulance entrance and hurried inside to get a wheelchair. Martha was taken to an examining room while Reba and Jake waited in a small alcove with four old and uncomfortable chairs in it. They sat in silence. Neither could think of. Dad’s old farm truck could bring six crates at a time. I still did not know how many the C5 had carried on the return trip.Then we girls could unload the crate, stacking the bars on the floor. This way, we would be eliminating as many people knowing about the gold as possible. The crates would go back to Polokwane filled with freight for them.Maybe I was over enthused but I thought the six of us should be able to empty two or three crates a night.The important things were front and center. All.