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insisted I go braless and pantieless - braless was no problem - I couldn't have worn one under this sweet nothing anyhow, but pantieless? I was getting wet just getting dressed. I knew it wouldn't take long before my Asami Joh gallery jucies seeped out and stained the back of my Asami Joh gallery little slip/dress. I would have to stand up so that they just ran down my Asami Joh gallery leg. I got on to the elevator and headed down toward the lounge knowing that every woman in the room was going to hate me and think wat a little slutty bitch I was for wearing what I was wearing, especially when their men sprouted hard ons watching me. I loved it ! The elevator stopped a few floors below ours and a large group of men got on. It got crowded fast and I found myself in the corner standing infront of a rather tall somewhat good looking man (no match for VA of course). He found a few opportunies to brush against me as the elevator decended and as people shifted in the car. A few floors lower yet another group got on forcing me back a step further in the car. I found my Asami Joh gallery little silk covered ass pushed up against the gentleman behind me and was not at all suprised to feel him harden in response. I teasingly moved until his thickening cock was between my Asami Joh gallery ass checks and moved ever so slightly up and down against his length. He was going crazy. He began to push back and I felt his hand (the one toward the wall) gently touch my Asami Joh gallery leg at the hem of my dress and slowly work its way up my silky legs until he reached the top of my Asami Joh gallery stocking. At that point we hit bottom, he ...(cont.)
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