I tried to seem interested as she leaned on my desk with both arms and got chatty about the photo, but the way she was leaning made her nipples the last line of japanese defense, clinging to the seam of her dress to keep her cleavage from spilling out in front of me. She leaned in to point out some detail, and if it had been any other day her dress never would have stayed on. When she shifted asian her shoulder both straps slipped off and dangled at her elbows, peeling away to reveal her nipples. But her sundress was still dripping wet and clung to the her body and the undersides of her free-hanging breasts. She was surprised and embarrassed; pulled back with a jolt and threw her arm across her tits while she frantically fixed her dress. I got up and walked around to her as she nervously spouted a string of excuses and dumped the contents back into her handbag. She froze when I put my hand on her shoulder, bein' as gentle as I could. I told her that while I didn't know if I could help her with the case, the least I could do was let her exotic stay the night. I had a tiny apartment in the next room for witness protection, and after some coaxing she reluctantly followed me over. It was the probably the barest dive she'd ever seen. There was a bed right in the middle of the room, with a tiny kitchenette in one corner and a long mirror running the length of oriental the wall. Across from that was a shower and a drain, with no curtain or tub, and a toilet; there wasn't even a bedside table. But the lights worked and there was a small window in one wall so she wouldn't feel too confined, and she knew she didn't have much of a choice. The building cleaners had been in since the last time it was used, so it was a lot cleaner than my office, though maybe a bit dusty. In the end she accepted and I said goodnight. As I went back into my office I heard her bolt the door behind me and I smiled. I walked over to a little closet in the corner and ducked inside. Shifting a panel in the dark, I slid into a thin corridor between the rooms with a long two way mirror that looked into the tiny apartment. I could see her glance back at the bolted door, and cover the little window with its tattered drapes. She shivered and walked over to the shower, turning on the hot water. As I had hoped, she didn't suspect a thing. She sat on the bed facing the mirror and unlaced her high heels, slipping them off and letting them fall to the floor. Like I said, the room was tiny, and she was little more than a yard or two away. I could see her running her hands along her legs as she started to unwind from a long, hard day. She stood up and turned her back to me as she hooked her sundress straps with her thumbs and pulled them all the way down to the floor. I watched as the dress peeled off her body, and as she stepped out of it I unzipped my pants. I reached for some tissues I kept handy and started pumping my dick as I drank in her naked back, ass, and legs. It was the concert of the century, and I had the best seat in the house. Even with her back to me this dame was turning me on. She stretched her arms above her head, then slid her hands along her curves as she moseyed on over to the shower. She tested the water with her hand, and the steam coming off of it told me it was as hot as it was going to get. I watched her step into the downpour, and my cock went rock hard as she turned to face me. She was running her hands through her hair and her full, naked body stood frozen in that instant as my eyes took in the scene. Her tits shimmered as the hot water ran over them, posed perfectly with her hands in her hair, her arms above her head. Her hips danced a little as she washed away the cold rain, and I watched her soap up and run her hands over every inch of that glisteningly gorgeous physique. She wasn't too thin, and her hips curved just the way a woman's should. She had strong legs and the most beautiful shoulders you've ever seen. The room was so small that even though the shower was on the other side of the bed from me, she was no more than three or four yards away. I could feel my balls ache as she turned around and washed down her ass and legs, moving her hands slowly over her smooth seductive skin. True he had seen a few things that many would call miracles. I said, “Yea, that felt good.” Tracey was enjoying having girly fun as well and both girls were giggling and laughing. My dark thigh-high stockings whisked together. The female then stepped forward with a small smile on her face. Sadie looked confused... “I`m going into the church. She knew that soon she would go over the edge again and couldn’t wait. Of course, knowing how an alcoholic thinks I asian had devised a test for my own protection. Then Sherry said: “Maybe oriental I can help.” I looked at her and her eyes were big, a huge smile on her face asking her: “How?” After some food Vicky still didn’t wake-up properly so Jon told her to get dressed and we took her home. “I’ve heard.” Heck, I was really worried about Shannon having her exotic fill of black guys and not being interested in me when we got home. Ellen felt safe in her room with the trio gazing down on her while she slept. The morning was cloudier japanese than normal and correspondingly more comfortable. “Where’s your mother and father girl? My father sat me up and rubbed my back. "I think this key locks it," said Jay passing the key to Reece, who then turned the key and confirmed it was now locked. Her skin was a pale green, like perfect porcelain, with dark green vines tattooed from head to toe.