Anything To Help The Poor Arab Women (xc15515)

Jim forced himself to ignore them too and stared at his food. They had nothing else on, and all five pressed their nude bodies against him, their hands and lips everywhere, untying his tie, unbuttoning his shirt, unbuckling his belt. He had never seen women react that way to, well, anyone, much less himself. Well that was a little embarrassing, Jim thought, but there’s no reason to worry Steve would say anything to his wife. From farther away like this, the twitches would need to be a bit less subtle, but would still do the job. Eleven! This time, up close, there was no mistaking it. Then she got up and showed Jim’s email to Yuming. Wha? As Xiu climbed off of him with a look of utter joy and fulfillment on her face, the others had a brief struggle over who would be next. He ordered his food, feeling his heart race as she leaned in close to take his order. His lust was only growing.