I had no idea what Rita was going to wear, so I chose a white rose, hoping she wouldn't be wearing a white dress. From my memory of Helen's dress code... pale skinned people tended not to wear white formal dresses. I hoped my memory was accurate.When Rita opened the door to her apartment, I felt myself suck my breath in. She looked nothing like the woman I knew at the office. She was transformed. Her lovely red hair, which she usually wore in a ponytail, cascaded about her shoulders. It changed. She grinds and gyrates against me and my cock spasms against her pussy. I slip a hand between us and, cupping her pussy, I feel her heat and wetness through her leggings. I press against her lips, stimulating her clit and undulating my fingers to work between her lips and gently touch clit, then pussy. I slip beneath her waistband and into her panties. Fingers quickly find her wet pussy, aching to be held and stimulated. Her kissing is now distracted, unfocused. I leave her in that pleasure. More

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