A small name plate on the desk said "Rebecca Phillips" and George guessed that the maybe eighteen or nineteen year old girl that had welcomed him was ...er. She was quite short - barely five feet tall George guessed without the heels she was wearing - and slightly built apart from breasts that looked out of scale for the rest of her. "Do take a seat, Mr Franks," she said waving him towards a sofa. "I must say it's a pleasure to meet you." George looked puzzled. "Oops, sorry. I'm Rebecca, Ms. ’ Lisa was numb. She didn’t know what to say other than she was trying. She would do better, she promised. It was just like being at home with her father before he punished her. She felt an overwhelming sense of dread toward what awaited her, but at the same time she was aroused. She felt herself become aware of the slightest sensations. Her feet pressed flat on the grain of the wooden floor, her sweat dripping from every pore, the coy look on Miss Sanders’ face. It was quite. My hands slid below her ass cheeks and lifted them to my mouth. I ran my flat big tongue right from her ass hole to her clits. First thing I had to clean her pussy with my tongue which I slurped each drop coming from her love hole. Next thing I was eating her clits and she was crying with joy and pleasure holding my head pressing it hard on her pussy. I caught her clits in my teeth and flicked it with my tongue tip.She was going crazy with my mouth’s brutal assault and she pushed me further. After about thirty minutes, Suzanne stopped spanking the girl and placed her hands on Melanie’s back. Suzanne noticed that she had barely moved from the position she had taken on the sofa and she waited until Melanie Pearson slowly raised her head from the arm of the chair and looked round to face the older woman. She had tears streaming down her cheeks and maybe in a show of guilt, Ms Bryant took her right hand from Melanie’s back and began to rub the sore bottom lying before her. “Well.