As we grew more passionate, her hands gently caressed my face, ran through my hair, and circled over my back. The touch felt like electricity through ...er fingertips, igniting fiery lust on each spot of my body. She traced along my shoulders and began to come near my breasts – I slightly tensed with anticipation and hesitated. She looked into my eyes and said, “Hey, beautiful,” with a comforting smile, and quickly began kissing my neck. Reassured, I wanted to take this slowly and enjoy each. As soon as he is outside the office, Denise is at his side. She has been waiting for him. She already knew what was going to happen. That bitch!“Well it doesn’t look like you get to lick my pussy,” she smirks. “Maybe I’ll make you lick my pussy as punishment. Yes, you can service me, how does that sound?”“I’m not sure that...”Denise laughs most obnoxiously. “You’re such a loser. You think for one minute I’m going to let your nasty mouth anywhere near my pussy? You’re out of your fucking. In a few moments, she moaned and commented on how good it felt. I worked the area carefully for seven or eight minutes and then began moving a little higher onto her back. I worked her T-shirt higher and then she lifted slightly to move it even further up so I massaged the middle area of her back, always concentrating on the area along either side of her spine. Then, wondering if she would object, I unfastened her bra, pushed the T-shirt up to her neck and massaged all the way to her shoulders.. But - obscenely - not widening much until each strap was below its breast. Each breast had, at nipple level, a third of its width covered. The center portion over her nipples of course, but with a considerable amount of breast on either side of the strap exposed ("exposed" being the perfect word). When Carol turned into a sideways pose a few seconds later, the view was even more spectacular, as the straps were pushed out from her body. I've only described the top half of her dress, and already.