She felt safe, so complete and secure, that she was not about to let go of him. As she passionately kissed his lips she began to run her hand down his... body first, tracing every inch and detail lightly. Starting at his chin she slowly began working her way down his neck and then onto his chest where she began to circle his small, yet erect, nipples. She then stopped kissing him so that she could go down and let her tongue flick over and around his nipples. One at a time she would lick them, kiss. He left the aisle with the young man and went back toward the front of the store. There was a pretty woman coming in the entrance with her son, so Danny passed her up. There was also a couple that came in and Danny figured the man would react badly to another man making moves on his wife. Danny was about to go back outside when he noticed one of the cashiers on break. She was sitting at a table drinking an energy drink after just finishing her sandwich. The cashier was about twenty with long. She hated fishing season. Hell, it had gotten to the point that she hated fish all together. Sex between them was almost non-existent from June to August, and weekends were horrible. He brought his fishing gear to work with him and spent hours each evening standing hip deep in Ship Creek casting over and over. Early morning weekend sex--a mainstay during the long, dark winters--was a thing of the past. Saturdays meant up before what passed for dawn in Alaska, and out the door for hour after. She wanted to drink all the cum and she did drink all.Then we moved to the washroom and decided to take a shower. While showering, I moved down and started licking her vagina – it was clean shaved. I constantly moved my tongue in circular motiosn which made her crazy and she sounded so horny.I guess she pulled a lot of hair out of my head that night. She orgasmed after some time, and we both started kissing and feeling each other under the shower. Her boobs were so big that I wasn’t able to.