When she was satisfied, they had no more immediate questions my Aunt returned to spanking me. They were shocked that my Aunt used a leather strap on m... dick.“Doesn’t that hurt?” Lori asked as she winced in pain on my behalf.“Two, yes Ma’am, it does, but the pain reminds me of the consequences of misbehavior and makes me fear the consequences of my actions. I appreciate being spanked.”“Can we spank her?” Lori asked my Aunt.My Aunt stopped and let the strap fall to her side while she considered. There is hardly any Indian community in the city and I am all by myself. The team is nice and the teammates are friendly. However, no one would bother you after 5 pm. Well, except for one person.Scott is an African-European. I do not know for how long he is with my company but he seems to be a lone person. He is around 51. His wife passed away a few years ago and his children live far away. He lives alone and one can easily see the loneliness in his eyes. Scott is from a different team than I. ." he tries gently, rubbing her back softly.Camie shakes her head against his shoulder, nuzzling her face against him a bit harder, her tears just now beginning to soak through his tunic and onto his skin. She is acutely aware of his hands on her, but it is nothing inappropriate, and naturally she does nothing to stop him.Seeing that that approach didn't work at all, Luke frowns a bit, trying to think of what to say next, what will make her feel better. Lost in that thought, he too late becomes. "So when can you hang out?(:" the text message read. Sneaking into the shed so I could text her back, I responded "As soon as I get the last cart put away and clock out"Finally, I was free, texting Sarah letting her know I was on my way. The drive seemed to take forever, but finally arriving to her house I saw her sitting on her Glider. Wearing tight white shorts that just showed the rim of her buttcheek and a loose tanktop that allowed her tits to slightly fall out of place when she bent over.