She showed amazing composure. She carried on conversation like everything was normal. Occasionally her voice would change fluctuation as we stroked he...r.She spread her legs as wide as they could go without ripping her dress, which gave us great access. Jeff found her wet tunnel first. I could feel his middle finger moving in and out of her wet hole in a slow rhythm. Her breathing was becoming more shallow and deep. She was on the brink of cumming hard. I was stroking her thigh, and as Jeff was. Giving him another hug. We started kissing and well, being us things were getting heated up pretty fast. The doorbell rang snapping us back to reality and we both laughed. Peter let his parents in as I was fastening my bra and pulling my shirt back on. I marvelled at how fast he got his pants up, shirt tucked in and his belt done up. The mans a miracle in every way. I went and greeted his parents. His mother gave me a big hug, very happy to see me. When his father held out his hand I laughed. Shooting his cum in her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed what she could, a bit escaping her lips. She pulled away and licked his cock clean then her lips. He was still hard. She lay him back on the sofa and mounted him. Holding his cock, she moved it slightly, sliding the head of his cock along her hot and dripping wet slit before she lowered herself on him, impaling herself with his hard cock. She screamed out loud. She leaned forward and pulled his shirt off of him and they locked. Our Christmas party is officially called a holiday party. I just let it go. My real concern is the long-term effect all this will have though I hope to be dead and gone before it gets really bad.”I chuckled and added, “We sure are philosophical this evening.”She laughed, “I’m just following your lead.”“Perhaps, I can lead you into temptation.”“You have. I hope you will again many times in the future.”I smiled. “What’s your schedule for this week?”“Just teaching my class. There aren’t any after.