Her shiny black (my favorite color) pantyhose felt great to my hand. I continued to move my hand further and further up her thigh until I could feel t...e heat from her pussy. She moaned and spread her legs wide as my hand cupped her pussy and gently rubbed with my thumb stroking her clit. I looked down and saw that there were no panties. That made my cock twitch even more inside of my jeans. She reached down and rubbed my cock through my jeans and moaned again as she found it already aching to. . unf.. I can’t wait until my turn.”Jamie’s eyebrows furrow in confusion before she notices Sandra’s belly expand in front of her and her ass thickening up behind her, before her own hands find their way to her belly as she feels it tingle and the skin stretch. Looking down again at herself, she gasped as she could almost feel every bite and swallow from Liu waft over and plump her up even bigger. Within minutes, her clothes pull tight and begin to tear, unable to withstand the assault of her. Not that I was too concerned about the oil man, but I enjoyed the Ambassador's wife. Did you see the decolletage of her gown? All evening I was expecting that she was going to pop out, and have one of those Janet Jackson 'wardrobe malfunctions'. Not to mention that she had her hand stroking my thigh under the table half the night!" Sid was grinning as he finished."Oh my, Sid, that is too rich." I too was grinning as he related his anecdote."In any case," I continued, getting back to the point,. First we hugged and infinitely modified kisses, after which I took the initiative and began to descend face down her body. I smoothed her nipples, squeezed her smooth butt, passed her gently lips through her hips and thighs, and when I put her head near her crotch, I felt like in heaven, wanting to stay alive forever.At that moment I thought of my husband in the same position and I was even more excited, even imagining that his cock slipped slowly into her damp pussy and limped around her. Such.