* Staring through the window on such a beautiful, warm, sunny day should make me happy. It should make me want to jump with glee and go catch butterfl...ies or some shit like that, but it would require a great deal of energy I just seemed to have lost these past few weeks. During these said few weeks, a number of unfortunate events piled up on my life all of a sudden. First, there was my now ex-best friend whom I caught riding like a A+ cowgirl on top of my now ex-boyfriend, my mother left my. I spread her pussy open with my hands and then licked it. She was startled at this and grabbed my hair. I kept eating her out until she came in my mouth.After she was left panting, I placed my dick on her pussy and shoved it inside in one go. She bit her lips. I started fucking her mercilessly, and she was really enjoying it too.The whole room was echoing the sound of her moans. She was shivering as she was going to cum again, I then started stroking it harder and whoosh! She came on my dick. It's wine o'clock.I tear into the envelope; I believe that whoever left it for me wanted me to open it in the office, and I do not disappoint them. The sweet notes of the berries fill my nostrils as I liberate a cream card contained within. The patterned card has a luxurious, velvety feel to my fingers and I turn it over, glancing up at the emptying office. I am sure some of them said "good bye" or "have a good evening" to me but I did not hear them, focused as I was on the randomness of the. It was Christmas time, and it was the night of the, now legendary, Christmas party. The whole office descended on the city like a firm of football hooligans, free from the shackles of uniform and work. Their sheer numbers and howls of laughter made them feel strong. People who weren't previously known to be smokers were seen furiously puffing away, and the quieter members of the team were showing their true party animal selves. The night wore on, with drinking and dancing. John and Tasha kept.