It made her very hot. Her grip tightened around me. She came much closer. She tried to fuse her body into mine. Lifted one leg a little and hooked it ...lightly around my waist. My leg pushed against the door of the office and kicked it shut. My hand went under her skirt and onto her butt. Her pantyless bottom was hard and soft at the same time. I pushed my hand under her bum crack and began to feel for her cunt. Her lifted legs made her cunt very accessible. It was dripping wet. I fiddled with. Lisa was watching the developments with a smug smile on her face.By now Tom had removed Durdana’s sari. She was standing in front of him in her blouse and long petticoat.“You remove your shirt now,” Durdana asked Tom who did it in a jiffy revealing his muscular pumped up body.“My God, You are a black Hercules,” that’s all Durdana could say. “Now you reveal your jugs my Pakistani goddess” Tom demanded.Durdana obliged, unhooking her blouse and brazier as quickly as possible and throwing them on. I laid my head on his shoulder. “But I’m still here, Zander, which means there’s more to the story.”Zander put an arm around me and pulled me close. “About four-hundred years ago, a young high-elf girl came to my abode. Her name was Rheyari. She was maybe seventeen years old. I had developed a reputation as a witch-doctor at the time, and the villagers that lived near me would send their sick to my hut. There didn’t seem to be anything wrong with Rheyari, so I asked her why she came. She. She picked up her black corset and asked me to help her. After fastening the front she held to the door knob and I pulled it as tightly as possible. This made her waist about twenty two inches around. Her hips where accented by the tiny waist. This corset doesn’t cover her nipples. She next had me help roll a pair of black thigh top stockings up her legs. The wide lace band reached all the way to her pussy lips. Up on tip toes she again looked at her legs in the mirror. She said the guys are.