House Hunting Chrissie

times and then withdrew, only to violently ram his prick right back into my cunt. This time my sex hole was bigger and I
was ready for him. I had to muffle my screams as I took his full length deep in my ass. I bucked back against him
again and again, pinned face down on the dresser. He reached down between my legs and began to stroke my
tiny little "clitty". I came almost immediately. Then I heard him groan and felt his throbbing cock shooting hot streams
of semen, filling my aching "pussy".
"My God Chrissie that was fantastic!" he said "You are one fucking fantastic little whore."
"So glad you remember." I said "now you won't be surprised when this shows up on your monthly statement."
Just then we heard the back door open and close, followed by a woman inquiring how it was going so far.
"very good Maam. We're just about finished. Charles yelled down to her while i hurriedly attempted to straighten
and re button my dress. I heard her coming up the stairs as crawled around in search of my panties.
"Dammit! I whispered to Charles "There under the bed and I can;t reach them."
"It's to late Chrissie! We have to go!" he said.
As I drove back to my office I wondered who would eventually discover the lost Dior's under the bed? The old
lady would know they weren't hers. The old man would no doubt wonder why he'd never sen them before. But
maybe it would be maid or cleaning service that discovered them? I laughed thinking of all the possibilities.