Her skin was so glowing, and against that black dress, it looked perfect. Friend’s I can’t describe how horny I was. I wanted to push her against ...he wall in the corridor and lick her soft thighs and legs. I wanted to put my wet tongue on her legs and slide up and down, feeling her sexy body.While I was deep in my thoughts admiring her, we had reached the lift. As soon as we entered the lift, Mr. Mehta also entered. Mr. Mehta is a neighbor and was around 55 years old. I moved back and let him. Miss Champney then moved it a little lower, running the tip along under each of my breasts, slightly lifting them as she did so. My nostrils flared, my breathing became a little ragged, but I made no other sound. Then the foil moved down my chest, circled twice around my navel, and stopped at the waistband of my three-quarter length white fencing trousers.I held my breath. Would she, would she ... oh, would she?YES!!My silent prayer was answered, as Miss Champney snapped the blade of her. It was like he felt they were ‘goddesses’ and he has the ‘chosen one’ to be with himThe thing is: even him didn’t knew why those attracted him that much.Lumière never knew how to explain it to anyone. It was like he never understood why watching actresses from the Golden Era performing in their movies aroused him and made him had. It wasn’t something he could explain or even control. It just happened.Could be any movie, any. And there was him fapping to the ladies scenes imaging him winning. I thought Lee was going to cum right there on his seat as he checked out my legs. I knew I was showing plenty of thigh to his eyes at that moment. The bar tender passed me my drink and I started sipping as I glanced toward the front door. I wondered where Fred was. Lee and I started talking. He asked me all the typical questions. I wasn’t wearing my wedding rings at the time. I knew Lee checked that out as soon as he laid eyes on me. I told him I was single. I figured I might as well have a.