”The old gentleman sat quietly for a moment. Then looking over his glasses, he casually asked, “Was that one word, or two?”The Office PartyJohn,...woke up after the annual office Christmas party with a pounding headache, cotton-mouthed and utterly unable to recall the events of the preceding evening.After a trip to the bathroom, he made his way downstairs, where his wife put some coffee in front of him.“Louise,” he moaned, “tell me what happened last night. Was it as bad as I think?”“Even worse,”. She sat up a little, and slowly removed her panties. With a flick they landed on my TV. She pulled her top off, revealing a nice silky black bra. She tugged at my pants, coaxing them off slightly, then with one quick movement, she lifted up her dress and climbed on. Her tight pussy felt great around my member as she gasped a little. I pulled her dress around to the back of her and was amazed. It was the most perfect pussy I had ever laid eyes on. It was soft, pink, tight and something you could. She squeezed lightly and slowly rubbed it while she groped by breasts through my clothes. I was in heaven, hardly able to hold back my orgasm even after such little attention. Krissy seemed to sense this and pulled her hand away, rubbing my thigh down to the knee then back up almost to my cock, but never quite touching it, which was driving me wild with a desire to be filled by her.The taxi pulled up outside her house, we paid the man and Krissy practically dragged me out of the car by the. He began stroking in and out. Pumping deep into her pussy as she grunted and groaned. He kept going, faster and faster, harder and harder, deeper and deeper, over and over. It seemed to go on forever.He came hard, releasing a gusher into her tight pussy. Then he pulled out…and let go. She staggered. Teetering on her tall black stilettos. Stumbling towards the door. Spike heels clicking noisily on the concrete floor as she lurched from side to side. Reaching. Reaching out for the door handle..