I could have handled my hurt if I had been happy in my job, but because I wasn’t, I used that as a catalyst for change. ‘So, what is holding you b...ck? Why can’t you just pull up stumps and leave as I have? What is keeping you in your job?’ ‘Fear more than anything. Fear of the unknown, fear of making a mistake, fear of losing everything that I have worked for.’ ‘So you’re afraid of taking that step? Let’s look at the positives. You could find a better job with a company that appreciates your. James picked me up and lay me on my back on the desk. "I'm gonna sit on your face and you will lick my pussy like a good little slut, got it, bitch?" "Yes, ma'am!" I whimpered. I had never eaten pussy before. Alana climbed on top of me and lowered herself onto my face. I swirled my tongue on her lips to tease her. James slammed his cock into my soaking pussy. I let out a shriek of pain and pleasure. My tongue circled her hole before finding it's way in. I tongue fucked her hard and fast like. How she and I would secretly make love next to Lisa, how Lisa would start rubbing herself next to us trying to suppress her moans when she came, how we would do it again together with her, how it all would end in sweat and cum and pussy juices. We had barely left town when she announced that she couldn't wait any longer and that she would do it to herself on the way. I was, of course, pleased by the prospect of having her masturbate next to me while driving across the mountain range that lay. Walking in was Daniel, a tired, despairing look on his face, and a beautiful blond girl a half step behind him. ‘My day is starting to go bad’, I thought, as I watched them. The girl was chattering like mad. “So we’re over that fight right? Look I know we haven’t gone out much in the last month, and I’m really sorry about that, I mean like, being a cheerleader for the local team is really time-consuming! But yeah some stupid people have got the impression we’re no longer dating – how stupid.