Carol inhaled his rod down to his balls as he neared climax, thrusting himself into her waiting mouth time and time again…

Carol, who could be described as a bit of a cockaholic, smiled with gratitude as the beast spurted his seed all over her angelic visage.

"Yeah, I could get used to this," thought Carol as she savoured the moment -and the beast's man-juice-quietly.

"Crikey," she said to herself. "You do this every time. How many times do you have to tell yourself: It's only work. Don't fall in love!"

Carol smiled at the thought, because she planned a special excursion to the desert…and everybody knows you always find great cock in the desert…

THE END