Once I talked her into wearing a hem to collar button up dress, with nothing underneath. I caressed her tits, and fingered her when the road and traff...c allowed.The conversation, although one sided,except for an occasional nod or giggle was hot and suggestive. Soon her dress had only one button below her naval holding it from being completely open. Her breast were fully exposed, and the smell of aroused pussy filled the car. With my encouragement she started to finger herself, lightly at first,. At this stage in her career this was the best she could hope for.At the moment her head was buzzing from nearly two bottles of Champagne and multiple lines of coke. The billionaire continued to chat with the others as his hands went back to her perfectly styled blonde hair. Victoria felt her eyes close as his touch started to loosen the blonde tresses. Suddenly she found her head bending under a constant pressure from his hand. She found herself in his crotch just as her eyes opened and saw his. Then before I realized it there was a five man circle jerk in using Ginger as a target. The crowd was murmuring and I heard some giggling as the men beat there meat furiously, sudden like road rage they all wanted to get there first. Then there was a line down that trailed out in between the table about fifteen deep. The mob syndrome was beginning to take over, and the folks waiting started to fuss at those already at the trough. "Hurry up you weenies," One fellow bellowed while stroking. There was almost nothing left of the womanthat looked like the imposing Mistress of Magic when she was apprehended.Standing barely five feet tall, her lush red hair is now brown. Herglowing violet eyes, now very pale. It takes her a few moments to putthings together. There must be something in this building affecting mymagic. Now Miss is worried that she may have used everything up. Peekingher head around the edge of the door, feeling extremely vulnerable, andslinks around in the shadows,.