She felt that she was really being examined closely, like maybe at a slave market. He had her turn around and bend over. He put three, four and then t...he tips of five fingers into her vaginal opening. Her tightness did not allow him further. That only made him want to try harder to get in there. He grabbed the left side of her vagina with his left hand, and the right with his right hand. As if he must have been mistaken about the limits, he used both hands and attempted to spread her more than. He was standing close, too close, I felt like I wasn’t going to be able to continue breathing for much longer. His cologne wafted into my nostrils and all I wanted to do was close my eyes and inhale it deeply.“Listen, Layla. It seems my wife left the house without leaving out the key. I usually have my key but I’d left in a rush this morning and I think it’s on the table inside the house. I just called Julia and she won’t be home for hours, and then I had the idea…” He trailed off and gave me a. ” I approached her and lifted her chin. Her breathing was ragged. I pulled out my cock, and aimed the head of it at her face. She woke as soon as the torrent of piss hit her nostrils and mouth. I pissed all over her face and tits, and she recovered enough to stand to get her weight off of her bleeding wrists. I cupped my hand and finished peeing in it. “Open” I told her. she opened her mouth, and I poured the piss in. “Drink.” she swallowed. “Okay, Garret, go for it,” I said, not really sure if. These friday office parties were always nice and most of the times I would leave about 7pm to either head off home or with some of the guys to party more.On one particular Friday evening at one of these parties, we were all sitting and swapping stories and by 7pm most people had left however I was still in the mood for a couple of more beers. The ones that were left were the boss, John, his secretary Amanda, a sales guy named Mike and myself. John was 55, Amanda was 50 but looked really fit and.