"Well then come "sample" the desert for the evening sir exec slut pie" I joke teasingly. Biting my lower lip and rubbing my silky smooth thighs together as I am focused on the rising tent that your thin material dress slacks so not conceal well at all. Your phone goes off and a voice mail clicks on it. Bit you ignore it for now as I "distract" you by gyratinf my hips and my eyes have a super horny like I'm ready to explode look.