She also was not unaware of my large hands, powerful shoulders, athletic legs, and the way my expensive but casual clothing rode my frame. She was further very aware of my glances at her boobs, and she also had caught me several times glancing at her legs as she shifted and re-crossed them.
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She felt stirrings from the attentions and the conversation she was thoroughly enjoying with this man in a hotel so far away from home. More than stirrings ….she knew that her thong panties inside her snug skirt were becoming damp, and she was surprised to feel her n*****s begin to harden against the prison of her slinky silk blouse. She couldn’t help but notice that there was a large interesting bulge in his pants as he turned his chair a bit to face her. She wondered if he could tell, althou
