Her husband, Jamie, was handsome, successful and madly in love with her, as she was to him. They were a beautiful couple, Gabriella with her long, flo...ing, golden locks of hair and bright, dangerously green eyes and Jamie with his thick, wavy dark hair, tanned skin and amber eyes. They couldn’t enter a room without demanding attention.That could be why, when Gabriella walked into her office on the first day of her new job as a journalist for a top newspaper, her new boss looked up in amazement.. On her knees,Wearing only pinkStar-studded socksAnd panties downAround her knees,Her hands restingLike doves upon the ledgeBefore her,Hair in pigtails,And a come-hither lookUpon her I-dare-you face,She would look good,Decorated with the beadsOf my pearlescent sperm.Breasts are ludicrous,But lovely,Much like a pair of pantiesRolled down to the knees,No longer clothing,But ornament--When they do not give suckTo infants' needs,Breasts are panties, too,Rolled down to the knees.God or nature,Take. He had been ogling at her for a while now and some of those early dreams about her before he married Suchi still remained fresh at the bottom of his heart. “I will better open the parcel,” Aruna said with a strange looking smile and pulled off the shawl from her shoulders. She was presenting an excellent view of her well-covered cushy globes to Mukesh who sat still without emoting. She was wearing an olive green churidar with a very low cut neck studded with artificial stones all around the ‘V’. ” I’d read about chakras in a novel. I didn’t really know what they were. I thought it sounded good. After a half minute of proper chest massage, I returned to the light erotic touch that everyone, including me, enjoys and finds arousing. I teased his nipples as though they were mine. I reached across him to do his other arm, making sure my boobs pressed against his skin. A minute later, his hips were squirming. His jeans hid his erection well, but I knew it was there. My fingers glided over.