There. Close the window, get back to work. Think about something else.Riiight.Emails started arriving. God these people can't spell. I wonder if they'...e out of high school. Then one that caught my eye."Satisfaction Anonymous: We guarantee complete and total satisfaction. Please fill out the following questionnaire. We'd be happy to take you as a client."I actually laughed. A joke maybe? Who would set up a company like that? The questions asked things like fantasies, how many times a day I. “So Marsha, I will ask you again. How do you feel?” “I am very sorry Mrs Howard, really I am.” “That’s better. So will you be spanking Ellie in future, good hard long spankings?” “Yes, yes, I will, but please stop now. Please.” “You promise to spank Ellie properly?” “Yes, yes, yes” Marsha repeated between sobs. “Good.” Mrs Howard didn’t stop though. She kept on spanking Marsha for several more minutes before finishing, and letting her get up. Marsha stood knowing she had to put. With my face red like a tomato, I nodded, my voice failing. He told me what to do.I pulled my legs up, pulled my lehenga up to my waist and opened them wide. I reached down and felt around till I found my panties and pulled them to the side. My already wet, dripping pussy was open to the room. Khan got a smile and slowly moved his hand down. My hands were holding my panties open, so there was no way I could stop his hand from touching me, even if I wanted to. His finger reached my face and went. There was even one memorable trip when I went along as “nanny”. Spending the whole night together was special. He sometimes dozed off after our finale and I loved to fondle his shrunken cock and his balls, holding it and moving it around, marveling at it and what it did to me. That might cause it to awaken again and I’d pleasure it with my mouth, urging tumescence for another sensuous visit to my hungry twat.When I moved away for my first job and got my bodily makeover, it was time to expand my.