What would I do then? What would Danielle let me do?She sighed. “And I didn’t mean to bite your head off. I’m hungry. So, let me check my makeup...and we’ll go down for dinner.” She ran a finger down my chest and then stood up on her tip-toes to kiss me before leaving for the bathroom.I stood there, feeling better that she wasn’t mad, and looked around the room. Once again, I felt the wonder of being in such a fancy hotel.The motel room had been simple, very utilitarian. This suite, however,. .and a bottle of vanilla vodka, her absolute favorite. Now, three hours later, she smiled to herself as she put the last of the load into the dishwasher anad hummed a little tune. Trish and Ellie had gone home; to be more precise, Ellie had taken Trish home-the latter had knocked off one-fourth of the vodka on her own, turning into an incohorent, drunk diva. Out of the corner of her eye, Ellie's fire-red purse glinted from under the baby grand piano, and Nicola had to laugh. She picked it up. " She then grabbed the ends of the elastic straps and tugged hard on them tightening them which caused the vibrator to move upward. As it went up, the hook shaped soft rubber clit stimulator at the bottom of the vibrator slid right through Mandy's wet pussy lips lodging itself firmly between them and came to rest on the bottom of her clit. Mandy jerked in suprise as it made contact with her sensitive clit."Comfy?" as the female robber but received no response. Taking her pistol back from her. .. "Yeah, you want me to tell him the Three Blind Mice are looking for him?" "Calm down girl, we ain't 'looking' for him. We just saw you and wanted to give you an opportunity. But if you don't want..." Blondie lowered his voice. "If you don't want 2,000 hits of ex then sorry we wasted your time." "Shut the fuck up brah, let me do the talking. It's my score," Birdie said annoyed. "Wait what? Let's go outside..." Fuck Candy... That's a lot of money to be made... Better be careful Melanie, use.