I was now in the lounge area but the pub was empty and I had no idea why he had done this.He then turned me to face him and kissed me. I was a little ...hocked as I felt his hands on my ass as he groped and squeezed me bum cheeks whilst lifting me onto the bar. He told me to look to my left and see what my friends in the other room were up to. I moved my ass across the bar and looked into the mirror which was only a couple of inches away.I could now see the two girls I worked with being groped. Mon petit chienne... oui... me lecher... ooooouuuiii c’est bon... ne vous arrêtez pas… ooohhhh OH YES ! Please I am coming!” And then Henry spoke again “Sonia dear, your coffee will get cold, please stop and come eat your breakfast…” I looked at him and realised what he was doing and stopped immediately. Helene let out a moan of regret and Henry told her I would like some more coffee as my coffee had gone cold. Helene left the room and came back a minute later carrying more coffee. I had. She would rise up on her knees, licking her lips to suck on them, but I would put my hand on her head and push her back down between my legs. I was the boss now. I would pull her face hard into my cunt, and she would push her tongue as deep as she could into me, lapping up the cum. She would suck and slurp on my lips, running her tongue up and down the folds, making sure she got any that had run down to my asshole. Once all the salty taste was gone, and only my tangy juices remained, she would. "Pull my pillows over and put them under your head," she said as I felt the heat of her cunt teasing the head of my penis, "Watch it going in darling."I did and groaned with pleasure as I watched (and felt) her beautiful labia parting for my cock! Never once did I take my eyes off the deliciously wanton spectacle, being practically unable to move was a very strange feeling, I felt almost like a voyeur watching from elsewhere, only the exquisite softness of her cunt reminding me, it was real, oh.