My Mexican hostess remained in place, pinning me against the back wall of the elevator with her ass and her bodacious body. When the only other guest ...n the elevator exited on floor fifteen, my fun-loving and risqué hostess hiked up her short skirt, and pressed her bare ass against my crotch, wiggling it back and forth as she giggled.The elevator stopped on the sixteenth floor and we stepped out of it into the heat of the corridor. Almost immediately, my hostess stopped and leaned against the. I was stunned, my fantasy was coming true , I couldn't believe it. She quickly moved over to me and we began kissing passionately, my clit was tingling so much I could barley control myself, she began to run her hands all over my body, every touch making me wetter. I did the same to her. She then got very cheeky and put her hand underneath my dress and started rubbing my pussy through my panties. “wow you're so wet she exclaimed. She continued with “ are you sure you're boyfriend wont mind”? My. ”So… What do you do for business?” He smiled knowing it was a stupid question. ”Well… I started an investment company when I was fifteen and now it is one of the biggest in the country so you could say I am a C.E.O. What do you do?” She smiled. ”I work in investments… Strange coincidence, huh?” He smiled. She leaned over and put her hand under his chin and held him to kiss him. His hands worked their way up her tight toned body to the top of the zipper on her dress and on one swift movement it. And the sissies she had inmind were changing out of their liturgical vestments. The rest of thelechers, male and female, could wait for Hades to freeze over for allshe cared.In the end this was her lake and her sissy toy.Soon enough, the two boy acolytes arrived at the party, freshly changedout of their vestments. Holding hands, they made a beeline to AuntieJane."Good afternoon, boys," Auntie said in greeting. "I know you're dying tomeet Julian. Isn't he just yummy in his little sailor's.