He had got this information from Mt Montgomery's storeman, who believed was helping Herman to get passage back to Europe. He said you would understand...the significance." Thank you; look I don't know your name you never told me," I replied."Samuel Carpenter." Well Samuel I think we will call on Mrs Montgomery tomorrow and see if her husband has returned. I don't think he will be far away if the Mitternacht die Dame is landing with contraband, for I'm sure he will want to see the goods for. ”“Yes, ma’am,” he replies, closes the door and dutifully stands to wait for my return.I stroll into the large warehouse, my high heels clicking on the floor. The four workers who should be here are absent, but I know where they are, goofing off in the back room, no doubt, smoking their pot and playing cards. I follow the sound of music and laughter to the door of the back room and push it open.“Oh, shit!” one of them shouts and they all turn and stand. The looks on their faces almost makes me. We used icewater on each other a few times (never Halls though) and a few times, coffee. My first time trying the coffee on her went terrible though as I failed to realize how hot the liquid was in my mouth and she jumped and winced in pain as I attempted to take her cock in my mouth that was full of hot coffee. I felt like a real douche but apologized and she got over it. The big lesson learned was - use warm (not hot) coffee.We rimmed each other on a regular basis and always when we became. The boss told me to stay here to keep her comfortable and tell her its wonderful for her to be so nice to them and how much it would mean to my career. The poured her more drinks and her eyes were getting glazed. He had her breasts out massaging her pink long nipples.His mouth going down to each one over and over. The other had his long almost black penis out and she was rubbing it. He was pulling her dress up his hand covering her exposed blonde haired pussy. His knees gave way and his face.