Hi all. It’s Horniman again, horny as always! This sensational massage happened sometime back when I had gone to meet a client for a business deal. His attractive secretary always had a thing for me. She was this dusky beauty, Annabelle, from Mumbai. I do not know why, but perhaps the Mumbai connection hit off or was it something else. I mused. She had this gleam in her eyes and perkiness in her manner whenever I’d arrive for a call. Her boss was this dumb guy on the take, which made it easier for us to work with. I had started noticing her outfits were getting sexier whenever I’d call and arrive. She was intrinsically attractive, typically well endowed, and curvy in the right places. Her dressing sense was progressively getting bolder. She used to wear a sleeved blouse and knee-length skirts or trousers earlier. However, of late, they gave way to sleeveless, body-hugging tops and shorter skirts that reached to her thighs and further up as she’d sit – much to her boss’s and my delight.
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