He walked around the office. He looked inthe closet. He looked under the desks. It was empty. There was nothingand no one in the office other than the...furniture. He ran to the windowand looked out. He didn't see a fire escape.But he did see the blonde on the sidewalk downstairs. She seemed to bewaiting for someone, tapping one foot impatiently on the ground. Withinmoments, another blonde in a white convertible Ferrari pulled up to thecurb. The other blonde got out. She wore a white, strapless. She had probably not blushed since primary school. She looked as if she was going to cry. I wanted to go over and hold her hand and tell her that everything would be ok. But everything was never ok and people didn’t live happily ever after. There were no fairytales in real life. I was ready to smack him right on the bridge of the nose when she got up, all untidy angles, spilling a cup of juice, nearly knocking the table over in her haste to get out. I went after her to apologise. She was in. I go to remove your shirt at the same time you go to remove my bra. We become tangled in fabric and laugh. God, I love your laugh. I let go of your shirt and my bra slides off. Before I can reach back to your shirt, your mouth is at my chest, kissing the skin between my breasts, and you have fingers on each nipple. I moan deeply as I can feel myself getting wetter. You kiss you way to my left nipple. You run your tongue around and over my nipple before taking it between your lips. I cry out at. He ate me out for what seemed like 20 minutes or so. His fingers carressed my asshole. He sensed my willingness and a finger was inserted into my ass. My cunt juices flowed down to lube his finger and it felt fantastic. His index and middle finger were fucking my pussy as his ring finger was deep inside of my ass. His tongue flicked so perfectly on my clit. I've never squirted but the juices were flowing so much that I felt he had a hard time keeping up with them. His gulping of my juices was.