Her motions changed as I could tell she was really getting off. Her mouth worked my cock deeper with more abandon as she writhed in pleasure. I could ...feel the spit dripping down my balls as her mouth watered from cramming my cock into the back of her throat. She paused slightly the first couple of times overcoming the gag reflex. Then she seemed to overcome it and it felt like I was fucking her face. Never had a blow job felt so good and she just kept pumping her throat down her nose pressed. I sent the maintenance man over to Jerry Davis, to be checked out on all the equipment we had in the plant, and to be assigned wherever, and whenever, Jerry most needed him.Jerry had already confirmed that the maintenance people who were still with the company, were, for the most part, untrained, other than for performing relatively routine tasks.I was given a list of three names, by the two Nashville production people. These were names of people they thought had either the experience or the. ”“OK,” Liz said. “If it didn’t hurt and you enjoyed it, who am I to argue?”“The one that would have to take care of me if I really fucked something up,” I said, laughing lightly.“True,” Liz replied. “But it doesn’t appear you did. It’s supposed to rain the next couple of days but you should probably ask when you’re in there Friday.”“I will,” I promised. “So, your calls?”“OK,” Liz said. “A lot fewer people are coming out from New York than I expected. I honestly thought almost everybody would be. She was moaning in total revulsion as I picked the pace up and began to slam in and out of her hot cunt. I looked at her eyes as I prepared to cum. “Oh shit you fucking whore, do you want my cum on your face or in your cunt”?She shook her head and began to beg me. “Please don't cum in my pussy, please do it on my face”.I smiled at her cruelly and began to fire a massive load deep into her pussy as she began to sob louder and louder.I left her laying there as I went off in search of food. I.