She has a soft perfume that does not distract from her natural sex scent.I pour her a glass of red wine as we talk outside by her pool. We chat as she...tells me more about her and her life. She really loves to talk. I tell her I like that she communicates openly and graphically when talking about desire. She says she would rather “say it” then “guess it” and find out she misunderstood. I agree with her that so many times people forget to let another know what they want. I must admit I flash back. “Shit no. Fuck me Charlie. It hurts like hell, but fuck me and I’ll worry about my sore pussy tomorrow,” Kristi said as she bucked her hips up and took another three inches into her tight pussy.“Shoot her pussy full of come Charlie and she’ll lube up really good. Get ready Kristi, this boy can shoot your belly full.”I worked my hips up and down, then fucked her easy back and forth, slipping a few inches more into her little pussy as she bucked and tried to get more. I looked down and her pussy. Heck it was Friday at the end of a busy month and half to sales floor has started drinking anyway. Now our office was expanding and a construction team was doing work on the second half of the building to have it ready for us. Carpet was down windows were installed but there were no lighting yet. I figured I would take her there. It was dark but clean and good enough for a quick fuck. Now trying to be slick, I text her back asking her if she could meet me at the building on 27th fl. Telling her. Tommy could hardly wait to get into Angie's panties.Tommy parked the car and then he got out and suggested that Angie join him in the backseat. She jumped out and readily cuddled up in Tommy's arms. Tommy had turned on the car's CD player with some sexy music that he knew would subtlely help the mood of their making out and fucking. Tommy loved the outfit Angie had worn for their date. She'd chosen a rather short skirt and a very bust-emphasizing sweater that hid nothing of the hot shape, size,.