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Feeling your hand at the back of my head, I increase my suction and the movement of my lips upon it.Sliding my hand up Sarah's leg, I reach her pussy and find your finger sliding in and out of her wetness. As my fingers touch your hand, you take hold of it and guide it to her. I press in, her liquid warmth encompassing my probing finger. Your hand still on mine, you direct a second finger into her and I push both in and out as I circle your clit with my tongue.I pointed to my dresser and Elaine immediately opened the top drawers, where my underwear, bras and pantyhose were stored. I stood there in my bra, pantyhose and panties, the halter dress lying on the bed as latina handjob rummaged through the drawer. Finally latina handjob found a pair of panties latina handjob decided would be good enough. "These aren't exactly sexy, but they are at least something my grandmother wouldn't wear." latina handjob tossed them on top of the dress. I looked at them and Elaine sat down on my desk chair. It was obvious latina handjob wasn't leaving until I was dressed the way she wanted me to be. I was embarrassed and blushing as I removed my pantyhose. Wiggling out of them I also felt guilty. I started to pick up the dress and panties and head for the bathroom down the hall.Rex went behind Tanya and started to kiss the back of her neck, touching and squeezing her buttocks with his hands. July bent down and sucked Tanya's nipple through the lace, gently nibbling on them. Tanya sighed "mmmmm that's good" and turned to Rex to kiss him full on the lips, their tongues met and entwined each other.July worked her way down Tanya's body, Rex undid Tanya's bra and removed it. July slipped her hands beneath Tanya's short skirt, only to find a hot wet pussy. Tanya was soooo wet and hot that she thrust her pussy towards July's roaming hand, wanting release. July flicked at her hard clit protruding through the flimsy wet panties. Tanya squirmed and moaned as July increased her flicking and teasingly removed her hands and squeezed her breasts as she got up to suck them. Her tongue flicking her nipples, sucking her boobs gently.We had agreed to meet right inside of the main door and I was there right on time. When a woman tugged on my arm asking "Judy?" I was floored. She didn't look anything at all like the Ann I had been paling around with. I was so taken aback I was actually stuttering. "Ann? ...You are stunning.""Never mind me, everyone in this lobby has their eyes on you. Where in the world did you find that magnificent dress?""Oh it's nothing. I picked it up on the main floor of the Fort Knox Gold exchange," and we both roared and nodded knowingly.As we were being led to our seats I let her go first with the usher guiding us. When we got to our row he stood aside and let Ann go in first. I almost died laughing at what happened next. Just as she had bent down to lower herself into her seat the man in the row in front of her turned to see someone in a few rows behind us. Ann's lovely breasts that were partly out of her dress anyway were bulging even more as she had bent to take her seat and the guys face wasn't more than four or five inches from her cleavage and I could actually hear his gulp. "On my God, Oh my God, I'm so sorry."The weight of his head, as it rests against my stomach, sends quivers through me, idly massaging his neck. I kneel between his legs, favoring him with lite kisses and nibbles, making my way down his face . . . neck . . . chest . . . tugging his t-shirt over his head. Lowering myself to trail lips to nipples, responding at once to my kisses. My nails softly play across his back - to his waist. My hands reach for his legs, fingers spread and moving up his thighs. His fingers reach into my hair, cradling my head. Thumbs under my chin, lift my face towards his and our passionate kisses return. I seek him, wanting to take hold and please with slow steady strokes. Bending to my face in his hands, he looks into my eyes, "What is it about you that creates this fire?"Ed as usual was parked in the same area but had moved father away and closer to the busy road that the stores were on. I know that I was certainly seen by more than a few cars as I made my way back to Ed by the honking horns I heard. I could see the smirk on Ed's face and I knew that he was very pleased with the delays that caused me to miss the chance to get my clothes from the cleaners.I didn't know what was next but I knew that I would be wearing the clothes that I was willing to see destroyed. I wanted to get dressed but Ed turned the heat up a little for me so I sat back wondering what was to follow.We had been driving for awhile and even with the heat on I was beginning to feel chilled. I asked Ed if we could stop and put the top up but he said that I could go ahead and put on the last outfit I had in the car. It was a mini skirt that was a bit too small and just barely covered my crotch. The top was also a little small and ended a little below my breasts."Sure Betty," I replied, thinking how much I liked Charleston. "I'd like that.""Great," she smiled. She glanced at her watch, pulled her shoes back on and piled her papers in her briefcase before closing it. She looked at the office door and then turned to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and before I had any idea what was happening, she brought her lips to mine and kissed me. Not just a peck either. Her lips clung to mine and for just a second I was conscious of her tongue tip."Mmmmmm, that was nice," She picked up her briefcase, opened the office door and started out. Pausing, she looked back at me. "Call me. I want to see you again."I sat there completely astounded. Did what I think just happened really take place? Had another woman just made a pass at me? I thought so, but at the same time it just seemed unbelievable. The store manager knocking on the door finally snapped me out of my reverie. I thanked him for his cooperation and left. I carefully drove to the office, dropped off my paperwork and went home.Something touched my right hand. It was furry, soft and warm. As excited as I was I realized that someone was rubbing her pussy on my hand. My fingers began to react instinctually, probing, rubbing and sliding in and out of which woman I wondered. She was very hairy and very wet. Something else, I could easily slide three, then four fingers inside her."Now, sit on the rail. Spread your legs and show Jon your cunt." I kept my back to the sidewalk, but tried to turn my head sideways to look at him. "Open yourself up, I know you like it, my little bitch of a dog." He jerked on the leash around my neck to emphasize his point. "But don't come." I reached down and pulled open my labia on either side of my drenched vagina. Jon walked around to the front of me and leaned forward to see in the dim light. 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