As their kissing was getting more and more passionate Karen dropped her hand in Candace’s lap. She was lightly running her hands on Candace’s thig... inching ever so closer to my daughter’s pussy. A moan came from deep within Candace and I knew the sound. My daughter was turned on! I’ve heard that moan several times before from some of the women I has had sex with and if Candace was moaning like that I could almost bet her mons were soaked and she would probably let Karen free roam with her body.. His body stiffened over hers and held her tight so that she could not move at all. Jasmine’s body was yearning for its own satisfaction, but George did not allow it. She pushed her hips towards him, straining for release, but he held her still. He left her body and pulled up his pants. He never said a word to her, just used her body sexually and left her naked on the floor her desire unfulfilled. Jasmine had never felt so abused in her entire life, it was almost like being raped. A tear slipped. Well! What have we here? Georges, you son-of-a-bitch, how ya doin'? Getting an early start on your goofing off, I see."Georges held out his palms, looking pained, waving at the window, "Mr. Wayne, I am the hardest worker in all the warehouse--other than my amigo here, of course--but there is no work right now."Wayne went over and peered out the window. "Nope. None at all. Looks like we could use only about a hundred pallets of empty cans hauled up here from down below. Just in case you forgot.. Shortly after that, all but four females were left, three other girls and I, Annette being one of them and before long, it was just us two. I think we both were in a daze after what just happened since we both were still sitting here.It wasn’t until Annette said, “Marla, wake up, we need to get out of here if we want to eat sometime today”. I guess I must have dozed off for a second, because before I knew it we both were in the elevator heading down to the lobby, and then walking to that diner.