There was a girl with them, and Henry had his arm around her. He introduced her as Gaby. Almost immediately, Trish grabbed Jorge’s hand and led him ...o the dance floor.“How’s he doing?” Henry asked.“All things considered, he’s doing OK,” I said.“I see he dressed for the occasion,” Abbie observed.Jorge had dressed in all black, and with his naturally black hair, didn’t stand out like a sore thumb like I did.“Trish was really worried that she’d messed things up for him,” Henry said.“She didn’t,” I. Many people salivate on seeing her gaand and I’ve heard many people in my society wanting to do her ass. She normally wears saree and tucks it quite below the navel. She is a sort of neighborhood bomb. She is a real treat to the eyes when she walks.My dad is a workaholic and seems that he doesn’t satisfy my mom’s pussy which had started to have some kind of an effect with her. One day I heard from a vendor that the local cable man used to visit our house often when only mom was in the house. He. It wasn’t long before we were all working naked. The cleaning crew didn’t know what to make of it, but they certainly didn’t object. At one point we were in a conference room with papers spread out on the table. I was kneeling on a chair and leaning over the table with my ass in the air and wasn’t thinking about what I was showing. Ed and Helga who were on the other side of the table were looking at me and smiling. Ed motioned behind me with his eyes. I turned to see one of the cleaning crew. I'm ashamed to say, I pulled up my dress and spread my legs as wide as I could in that car, and gave him full access to my now very wet pussy. We drove to a local motel where Bill got us a room. Once inside, he stripped my dress off, and then my bra and thong. Standing in my stockings and heels, he picked me up and carried me to the bed. Laying me on it, he knelt between my wide spread legs and began to lick and suck on my pussy. I was on fire."Oh... Bill... yesss... lick me... oh yes... lick.