The walls were covered with shelves, floor to ceiling, and every shelf was absolutely full of boxes, bags, tubs, and bins. It was impossible to tell w...at was in each of the containers, but judging from the assortment of bric-a-brac that cascaded out of the tops, the sign out front was correct. If Belinda didn't have it, I probably didn't need it.The island shelves in the middle of the store held the usual assortment of grocery, cleaning, and paper items. there were refrigerator units built into. I realized I was pretty hungry, too. I’d just pointed out the French dip when my cell phone rang a familiar tune.“Hello, Kitten,” I answered.“Oh Tony, I love you,” she breathed. It sounded like she’d been running. “Did you start already?”“Um ... yeah. After Lissa’s match this afternoon, we were all so horny we barely made it to our hotel room.”“It was amazing. Wendy and I watched it streaming live on my laptop. It was so hot!” she said.“You understand why we didn’t get around to calling you. He asked me if I was ready to do the same with him and even though I was somewhat scared, I said yes. I got in between his legs and started by licking his big ball sack. I licked all around them too and finally, got the courage to take his big cock in my mouth. I held the shaft in my right hand and placed my open mouth over the head. I felt all around the rim and pee hole with my tongue while I gently stroked it up and down. He was moaning just a little and after I licked and sucked on it a. She soon found out that it was and that it usually stayed open until the small hours of the morning because business was good at that time of a Friday. When they arrived the tattooist greeted them. Steph took one look at him and nearly swooned. He was gorgeous. He had broad shoulders and a thin waist. His hair was tied back in a ponytail and that showed off his ruggedly handsome face. He was covered, literally covered, in tattoos. He wore a blue wife-beater singlet. Steph could see that his.