Janice looked down to Andy, ‘Oh yes, these new shoes are hurting my feet, sorry about that!’. Just then, someone walked in through the main do...rs. Andy couldn’t see them, but he could tell from the conversation it was a client coming in for an appointment. Andy, in a brazen move took this opportunity to start to massage Janice’s feet. He knew she would remain professional while talking to the client and ignore his advances. He caressed her feet in both hands; she took a fleeting. Gotta improvise. So think, electrical safety: lightning rod, Faraday cage, insulators, plastic, rubber, that's it!"Outside, the Tsarina had turned her attention back towards Jennifer, who was doing her best to keep ahead of the lightning shots being thrown at her. "Matt, get your ass moving, this is not going well," she said desperately, hoping he could hear. She ran back and forth past the front of the shops, hearing the crackle and seeing the bright flashes as the electricity struck just. My mind was filled with images of her naked body and the things i would like to do with her. a voice in the back of my head told me that as a married man i shouldn't have them but i didn't really care, thoughts were all i had at that point. She looked at me while she passed me and give me a smile. I felt that i had a stupid grin on my face and before i realized what i was doing i gave her a dumbs-up wishing her luck for the interview. She closed the door behind her and i was still sitting there. She was wearing her netball kit; trainers on her feet with short white socks, dark blue netball skirt and light blue polo shirt. “I’ve just finished practice”, she whispered “I’m as horny as fuck and I’ve had my fingers in my pussy the whole way home on the coach, here, have a smell”. She shoved her right hand under my nose and I could clearly make out the gorgeous aroma of her cunt. “Do you like that perv’?” she whisprered, to which I nodded. “Then you should like this” she said, and pulled a.