She knew this wasn’t going to take long. The momentum and quickening of the pace became overwhelming and she awaited her meal with a delightful hung...r. The fucking got fast and manic. She opened her mouth wide as two helmets were being forced into it. Her wanking got intense as she vaguely heard the words, “We’re going to fill your mouth with our juice, slut. Now, don’t you dare go swallowing too quickly either, bitch? We’ve got a lot of sauce for you!”Carrie was in a totally unreal place,. Her breathing is coming deeper and quicker now, her breasts beginning to heave. “Stay here. Don't move.” “Yes... sir.” I take the box of warming lube and go into the bedroom to light the candles. I have placed 36 beeswax tealight candles around the room. The room is warming up fast. I return to her in the living room, and continue the slow undressing. Her bra comes off next, and then those jeans. They are, of course, already undone, so all I have to do is literally slide them off. She is not. During our last date, Dawn's pussy had been eaten for the first time. Her husband, and the few other men she had been with, had just let her suck them off, or simply fucked her. No one had tended to her needs. The previous men in Dawn's life hadn't cared if she had been satisfied, or not. She had certainly never had her pussy eaten at the same time as she sucked a guy's cock.The sensations Dawn received from having my cock down her throat and simultaneously getting her pussy eaten, brought her. They had worked this out when they tried to bring inother managers to cover me when I was away on annual leave.On a Friday I would take my team for a drink in the local caf? to bondand speak about any problems anyone had at work. That way people felthappier to talk than they would in the shop.I liked to ensure things were done properly and I think sometimes thismeant it was difficult for me to unwind or have fun.I remember one Wednesday Gemma came home from school and complained toher Mum and I.