She bit down on her lower lip and nervously rubbed the palms of her open hands on her uncovered knees. She nervously ran both of her hands to run thro...ugh her long brown hair as she pulled it back over her shoulders.“What do you have in mind?” she asked.“I don’t know,” I nervously replied. “This is a first for me.”“How about a blow job?” she asked.“Only if you feel like it,” I countered.She inched my office chair forward, slipping out of her stilettos in the process. She placed her hand on my. She swamupwards until the light and air were hers at last.Morning didn't feel right where she was. It was a new room. It was anew bed. The sky outside the window was still dark, and thus so was theroom.She sat up and felt different. All of her body mass was in places aliento her, except for her bones . . . and her heart. Nar'alma could feelthe sensitive flesh on her chest as her hand pressed against her heart.Oh, cold, infinite beyond, this was really happening. She didn't knowhow to handle. My cock stood up like a rocket as if it trying to get out for a long time….we both wear naked under the day light…it was about 12:30 PM…and we both are enjoyingour life.Her vagina was very nice. I came towards her and put my head between her thighs and folded her legs for better grip….I smelled the pussy juice for the first time…it was tremendous… I still cannot forget it. I took my mouth and started licking it…with my hands I parted the pussy walls….and I could see wetness inside her…as I. Then what?”“We make the employees get rid of any trackers or dye bombs in with the money. They and the customers all start loading bags into the van. Might go faster if we make them stand in a row and pass them, like the old bucket brigade firemen. I’d say 30-40 minutes to secure the building and load up the cash. Longer if we’ve got to make them pour it all into the bags we brought with us; in case they don’t have a way to deactivate the trackers on the bank’s bags.”“Solid planning,.