All I know is when the clouds lifted I was straddling him and kissing him for all I was worth. With each kiss and each movement of his hands through m...y hair I can feel that wet spot growning in my sweats. At this point I was wishing I had put on panties. Something to absorb the wetness. I tried to ease the pressure of his waist not waiting to to soak through my weats and his short. He was having none of that so I pressed my bare tits against him and he forgot about the fact that I had lifted. He sat back in the desk looking at her as he spoke. You will meet me here on Sunday afternoon at two o clock in this office is that understood Fiona? Yes of course Your friend will be with you Fiona is that understood? Er…..erm Its either understood or it isnt Fiona its a simple question that requires a simple answer you stupid whore Err yes of course well be here she knew damn well that she wouldnt be turning up here with her daughter so that Steve Lomax could get his grubby mitts on her, I. You have to have a little self-control," she teased him, stroking the sides of his hot, thick shaft with the warm balls of her naked breasts.Brad, she knew, was only a little older than she, maybe thirty-five, thirty-six. He couldn't possibly be like those young kids Eric, and Danny, who would shoot if you even smiled at their erect cocks. He had to be able to control it better by now, didn't he?But as she looked down at his thick, warm, twitching prick nestled between her naked breasts, she. Heads turned as we were walking into the party. Her red miniskirt had a red frilly lace tulle fringe under the hem; the top was cut to show her cleavage, as well as her tight, taut abdomen, all held together with a candy cane and bow. Four-inch patent leather black open toed heels held her up, while the mid-thigh red and white striped stockings were buckled with a belt, gift wrapping her legs. She topped it off with a red Santa shawl, fringed in white fur and tied with a ribbon. She looked like.