That’s just how tired i am. I feel like collapsing.It was a hard day today. I had to set up a whole theme to one corner of the shop. The theme was '...he Blue Watermelons' based onthat baseball team. We expect a lot of customers for that. I just hope that my energy was well spend.Without any protest i get in the back seat and lay down with one leg on the seat and the other on the floor. Since I’m too tall ihave to pull up my upper body in a way that I’m not going to describe."Talk dirty to me.". I rubbed the tip of his stiff cock into the flat of my palm and felt him shudder at the sensation. I then looked up into his eyes and held him there as I raised my now cum covered palm before my mouth and licked his salty offering from my hand.From somewhere in his chest, a sound like the growling of the most primitive a****l on the face of the earth arose as his hands moved in slow-motion to either side of my head. He guided my face back down to where his rod now throbbed in my hand as he. This time her face was so close to me that, hot air from her nostrils was breezing on to my face. There was not more than 2 inches of gap between our lips. I slowly moved ahead, placed both of my lips on her’s and smoothly kissed her and came back. The upper 2 buttons of her nightgown were open and her big boobs were trying hard to come out. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I slowly moved my whole body downward, so that my face is opposite to her boobs. I don’t know what has happened to her, she moved. No one emerged from behind the wooden doors, so they continued to prowl about, eyes straining in the gloom, being careful not to bump into anything that might reveal their presence."Freya," Anita hissed, "I found it."She was by her side in an instant. Her flight suit was carelessly thrown into a corner like dirty laundry. Freya removed it's comm. set, survival kit and knife. Her sidearm's holster was empty.The whooping and hollering was still going on as they left as quietly as they came and.