We continued chatting and I decided to light up a joint, “Do you smoke?” I asked and her eyes lit up as she held her hand out to take it, “Lovel... nail polish, I love that shade” I said looking for a reaction, she took a big hit and nearly choked, “Really” she said, “It’s my favourite shade” as she passed it back to me, her legs were slightly parted now and I could clearly see her little slit through the fabric of her panties and this was not helping as my cock was now throbbing under my boxers,. But once I figured who I really needed to impress, I started dressing in long evening gowns that hugged my curves. That's the kind of outfit woman find sexy." I-I-I had no idea." Ginger started running a finger down Mary Ann's neck."Pretty soon, I was going down on more secretaries than producers," Ginger pouted in her little girl voice."Must be a nice change from all those fat, middle-aged producers." Oh, they're not so bad. A middle-aged producer can usually be satisfied in a minute or less.. I placed my hands on her neck and gave her a small kiss on her lips, this gave Khushi a little arousal, I started caressing her boobs slowly, with her top on, she started feeling something. I knew she was getting wet. I put my fingers on her pussy and started pressing it, again with her pants on.I wanted her to remove her clothes herself because I wanted her to feel the pleasure with me. I softly bit her neck and played with her hairs. Then I pulled her close and softly whispered in her ears. ”Wilhelm could still scarcely believe that this incredibly beautiful girl was his wife. The voice was the same, certainly, although it was now softer and more cultured. The eyes were the same, although he admitted to himself he had forgotten what magnificent eyes Paula had. But the attitude was totally different, and the words she used he had never heard from her lips before.Although he was still befuddled, he realized that she had dropped her skirt to the floor and was standing before him.