His free hand slowly moved down her body, between her breasts, over her rounded abdomen, and down to her wet pussy, he could feel his prick throb when...he felt just how wet she was. He slowly moved his hand so that his fingers barely glanced across her glistening nether lips. Wanting to feel his touch she spread her legs farther apart and thrust her hips towards his hand. He moved his hand back to her breasts, plumping them and then suckling like a child that is starving. She could feel tingling. You’re standing in your cube, reading something. I can’t tell what it is, but it definitely has your attention. I walk up behind you. Right behind you. I reach down and cup your ass. A slight gasp escapes your lips and you flinch ever so slightly. I gently squeeze your firm ass, then slowly move my hands up to your hips. I press up against you. Just for a moment. Just long enough to let you feel me. I take a half step back. Then slowly slip my hands under your blouse. I feel you shiver slightly. That all changed when we went to a xmas party and i met a black guy who taught me the pleasure of black sex and turned me into a whore.At the party my husbnad made a fool of himself and got rather drunk ,he then tried it on with a few of the women there and upset me .This black guy darly saw what was happening and got talking to me and at the end of the night gave me a kiss as we were leaving ,my husband too drunk to notice.I didnt think anything of it until a week later when Daryl phoned me. I will escape Zoraster's clutches one day, and I will make him pay. Whatever he said, there is nothing done with Art that cannot be undone — even a wish. The curse cast over you can be ended. If you let your spirit die, he has won."Danica's words and her strength appeared to penetrate the fog of hopelessness in Celes' eyes. The old woman's eyes brightened. "Aye, yer for bein' right, dearie. The madman's probably laughin' his fool head off right now, but damn him to the hells, I won't let him.