I turn around to see who it is, but the hand remains where it was, so when I've turned the hand is on my pussy. I look up and see the hand belongs to ...y new co-worker, a man who I've seen, but haven't met. I tell him to keep his hands to himself, but he just smiles at me. I push away his hand, and turn around for my coffee. Bad idea. As I'm faced towards the coffe machine, I feel him pushing me against it hard, I'm flat against the coffee machine, and I haven't had time to scream yet as a big. “Fucking hell THAT’S FUCKING GOOD” she cried out and it took me by surprise.Being a quick learner I realised that’s what women must get out of sex so I carried on licking and fingering, and the groaning and shouting continued until it reached a crescendo. “OH FUCKING HELL, FUCKING HELL, OH GOD, YES YES, FUCKING HELL” she screamed as she writhed around on the ground. Her body began to shake, she was growling, panting, shouting and moaning and then she arched her back, took an intake of breath. She was hooked equally on both Deanna and me. As for Darley, it was just her and me when we were together and she gave of herself in ways that I could never have guessed, often very submissively at times, sincerely atoning for past bullying with interest and in spades. If she had others, I didn’t know it, but I didn’t care. She and I were very happy with what we had.Robbie and Deanna had a very rough patch following the wedding and her staunch refusal to bail him out, not to mention her having. "Do what you can out there and try not to get yourself killed."Janice was about to reply when the call dropped and the message 'No Service' flashed on the screen. The command trailer had started emitting a cellular jamming signal prior to the commencement of the assault. She returned the phone to her pocket then jogged up to the skirmish line in preparation for the start of hostilities."Confirm comm link operational," one of the techs advised as a row of indicators in front of him turned.