He was bustling around, as he always did, sweating like an animal over the heat of the stove, working frantically to fill the orders and avoid Mr. Ash...on’s wrath for being too slow, or making too many mistakes. Violet’s only answer was an angry glare at the countertop. ‘No way, it couldn’t be. No way.’ ‘But what if it is?’ ‘It’s not. So just drop it.’ ‘What if it is?’ Scott added. Violet glared at him. She rarely got angry. She didn’t have the nerve. But this upset her. ‘It ain’t no negro. I’d. She threw herself into his comforting arms. For the moment she felt safe. She let her tears out, sobbing into his chest for a good ten minutes before she began to regain her composure. ‘Oh Daniel, I’m so frightened,’ she whispered. ‘Promise me you won’t contact the cops, please?’ ‘Okay,’ he quietly acknowledged. ‘But what next?’ ‘I don’t know,’ she whispered, relieved at his reassurance. Her mind was working overtime. If she could just gain sanctuary for a while, she would find her way back to. Guilmon took hold of his head and moved it, making more of his cock go into his mouth. There came a splashing sound as some salive came down Takatos mouth, drenching the erect dick of Guilmon nearly completely."Ooh, your tongue feels so hot. I bet you just love doing this, don't you?" Guilmon said, beginning to sweat a little.Takato did not answer, but he continued in licking Guilmons erect cock. Suddenly, without warning Guilmon thrusted deeper into Takatos throat, making him choke a little.. ‘I’ve always, always fantasised about watching you…’ (The tape Jennifer had made earlier sprang to mind and she cursed herself for having destroyed it.) ‘…with another woman,’ he whispered, before quickly taking a gulp of wine – he’d almost finished the glass already. A smile started to break on Jennifer’s face and quickly became a beaming grin. A simultaneous stirring deep in her nether regions forced her to squirm a little. ‘Anything for you, my love,’ she said, quite convincingly – she was.