Laying back just a little so i can admire the slit in the bottom of your skirt. Touching your leg, and running my hand up under your skirt. Letting my...thumb caress the top of your opening while I never look up from my desk. Trying to break your speech while you fill me in on the days plans. You never say a word, or complain in fear of being fired, but secretly enjoying it enough to occasionally show up at work without panties. Hoping that I'll touch you that day. Finally giving into your urges,. ” Rachel arches her back and clasps her hands behind it, puffing out her chest and displaying her small breasts prominently.“Another, please.” The blonde girl swings her hips to the side, arms placed on both of them, chin up.“And one more for the road.” Rachel cups her face in her hands, elbows squeezing her boobs together.“You practice in the mirror, don’t you?”“Yes.”“Figures. Alright, sit back down on the couch. Then just masturbate in whatever way gets you off the best. Did you get all. Hot flesh and cool silk.My head turn, meeting Nida’s in a hot kiss. Our tongues danced as their hands stroked my belly. Fingers slid up and brushed the bottoms of my breasts or darted down to rub at the hot flesh around my slit. My hands reached out, brushing their silky skin. They smelled of jasmine and sandalwood. I moaned into Nida’s mouth.Fawziya’s lips nibbled at my ear. Her tongue danced across the lobe as one of the jinn’s hands, maybe Fawziya’s, cupped my small breast. A thumb slid. I got dressed wearing a black lace body stocking and hot pink g-string, slipped on a tight pair of jeans and a white shirt. I grabbed a bag and put in some lube, condoms, a few toys, and my hot neon pink and clear 6 inch platform stripper heels. I called them my fuck-me heels even though I had never been fucked while wearing them.I arrived at her house and before going in tossed back 3 shots of tequila to eliminate my inhibitions. I knocked on the door and was greeted by this very tall black.